May the Sun Die

Thomas W Case



In the country
on gentle silk
nights
I held you;
felt your satin
skin against mine;
smelled the lavender
in your hair.
And in the
morning,
I wanted
the sun to
melt and die
and
fall from the sky,
like a
blazing orb of
passion.

  • Author: Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 16th, 2024 14:00
  • Comment from author about the poem: My book, Seedy Town Blues was free on Amazon (the Kindle version) It may still be. Here's a link to a limited-edition book, I just published. https://booksie.chainletter.io/i/thomaswcase888
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Comments7

  • sorenbarrett

    Very nicely imaged Thomas. Beautiful

  • Tony36

    Excellent

  • orchidee

    Good write T.
    I was The Birdman. I flew too close to the Sun and got burnt up! lol.

  • Goldfinch60

    Each night of love will come to you Thomas.

    Andy

  • Tom Dylan

    A nice write, mate. Some lovely imagery. Cheers, Tom.

    • Thomas W Case

      Thanks, Tom. I appreciate it.

    • Bella Shepard

      A beautiful, passionate, sensory gem of a poem. Loved it!

    • Neilton

      Very beautiful poem!



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