She spills the dusk till night's complete,
her lucent dew in art discrete.
A twilit motion to defeat,
her prey to bathe her desert feet.
My Persian bride, the queen of dunes,
from mysteries sweet her essence blooms.
When veiled her day her night resumes
bejeweling skies with pearly moons.
Dismounting light to darkling charms,
the hues of evening, she disarms.
Bring into be in loving arms,
embraced the night in all she yearns.
Her dueling stars of ancient forms
break into shards of yester storms.
Leave clouds their past, who there but mourns
these vibrant skies that she adorns.
Hold sway the dunes of Persian might
from havoc groomed to make polite.
Her sands wear still, each grain in sight,
weave diamond gowns to dress the night.
The silence sips desire's brew
in tented dreams, within, with you.
The burning lamps, the precious dew
on flesh as pure as love is true.
From whence the arts of hearts in rhyme,
to poise in verse, entwined we dine.
On dates and figs from orchard's vine
with passions doused in ruby wine.
Of flesh on flesh 'neath scented hide,
enshrined in love, in love abide.
Who'd dare intrude, these veils divide
from desert nights, my Persian bride.
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Author:
Tony Grannell (
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Comments5
Tony, this is utterly enchanting. Your command of rhythm and imagery here is exquisite...every stanza is shimmering with sensuality and poetic grace. There’s a timelessness to this piece, a kind of mythic allure that feels both intimate and epic. Truly, a masterwork and a fave. 🌹👏
Hello Tristan,
I'm thrilled you found this one enchanting, utterly, too - just made my day - truly and for that I am most grateful.
Wishing you, all the very best,
Tony.
You are most welcome, my friend. Be well!
Another delightful poem this time of love in an exotic setting. The imagery take me to where I have never been but in movies, books and dreams. Love portrayed in metaphor is softer but also more full of splendor and laying behind all this the subtle setting of the feminine curves of dunes. Simply brilliant Tony and another fave.
Hello Soren,
'The feminine curves of dunes' what a beautiful way to end this poem, kind of you indeed and very much appreciated.
Kind regards,
Tony.
My pleasure
I feel the beauty of the dessert by starlight here, and love in the midst of this splendor. Elegant, eloquent and alluring. Breathtaking!
Hello Bella,
I'm thrilled you found beauty in this one, it was composed with beauty on the mind. Thank you ever so much for your lovely words.
Do take care now,
Tony.
BRAVO
Hello Tony,
Another 'Bravo', well, I do thank you ever so much.
Kind regards,
The other,Tony.
You're not
Your poem is a rich, sensory journey; woven with romance, mystery, and stunning imagery. The language feels regal and immersive, wrapping each verse in emotion and elegance. You've created a vivid world where love and landscape meet, and it's a joy to wander through. Truly impressed by the care and detail you’ve poured into it with your captivating voice.
Hello arqios,
Your response is very beautiful and rewarding. After spending so much time on this poem and then to read your words has made it all worth while. I am filled with gratetude.
Wishing you all the very best,
Tony.
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