when all life floated
before
these gentle hairs
made their way
down your smooth neck
even before
your feet touched earth
before your smile
broke over me
like a blue-green wave
and your mouth covered me
I remember the air
was dense as honey
in the time
when all life floated
and the sweet breath of water
was our bread
these gentle hairs
made their way
down your smooth neck
even before
your feet touched earth
before your smile
broke over me
like a blue-green wave
and your mouth covered me
I remember the air
was dense as honey
in the time
when all life floated
and the sweet breath of water
was our bread
posted by Yes at 12:42 AM
4 Comments:
This kind of verse needs to be more than once to assimilate it fully. Multi-layered and multi-dimensional.
I meant...needs to be read....
Beautiful! Wonderful words.
Something about that top photo gets me (in a good way) and I wish I could tell you what it was. It has something to do with the delicate color bursts against the movement of the water... oh!
gautami--thank you for believing in my poem--if you take the time to read it more than once, I am very honored...
mb--thanks for your kind comment--
I'm glad you enjoy the photo, it kind of reminds me of you, somehow...
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