Garth Rakumakoe

Out Of This World

Morning breaks-

and from a deep slumber

I wake

to watch myself free falling

behind the cosmos

of your emeralds

far down

to your distant Venus

 

Silently - I taste the fear

of fear letting go,

from the sultry red of your lips

and in a stratus of cloud

I lose myself

as your planet I plunder

with hardened want

 

I become a million meteorites

at our skins' soft collide,

curving the lush contours

of your sculptured hips,

parting the rivers

of your thighs

 

You take me in

I claim you as mine

You embed me at your core,

enclosing me in the radiant embers

of your goddess heat

To carry me- in your spirits

as we traverse the galaxies

each in the other-

escaping the sun

One with the stratosphere

I call you

Comments3

  • dusk arising

    TGhe beauty of love at day's beginning. Sustenance.

  • Neville



    Phew ... hotter than a supernova .. dont let Mr. O anywhere near this page ........................................ N

    • Garth Rakumakoe

      When poetry speaks, good Sir. We are but mere mouthpieces. I am greatly humbled. Many, many thanks.

    • Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose)

      Great poem )



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