Poem -
The Storm
The Storm
Thy delicate digits, exuberant petals attached to the blossom that is thee,
Desecrate the sanctity of mine palm.
A powerful titillation shivers down mine spine as thy fingers fully intertwine with mine,Â
Which are naught but a collection of serpents,
Dancing with unbridled zest,
And only capable of becoming tranquil,
Through the entrancing tune
Of thy tender grasp.
I look into thy violet eyes, glazed in sorrow.
Thou embrace me vivaciously, thy heart leaden,
Thy scent of lilac- sweet, gooseberries- tart.
Once thy lips release mine, I release thy body,Â
Allowing myself to fall into the oblivion of the storm.
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Comments
An interesting write, very nice....just more than I can take in lol. I've tried to write with such eloquence, but my country mind, though educated, lacks the ability to phrase words in such a beautiful way....great job
I appreciate your praise! It takes a lot of practice to write like this, and writing like this takes a huge amount of energy and attention to detail. Just read more Shakespeare and keep trying to write eloquently and it'll come.
Wow! I think I`m with Pure on this, its such an amazing and so very detailed write, my work doesn't really compare. It seems like you out played my vocabulary in the second line lol ;). I enjoyed it a lot. Just on another level. All the Best. The Fish of the Sea.
I'm glad you enjoyed it! Just remember that it's not just eloquent language that makes a good piece of work... it's something more, something that doesn't require fancy words to conjure.Â
One can create magical writing without fancy phrases and words, all you need is passion.
Aw thanks for your kind words and advice, really poetry is about what we bring to it, especially our passion. Thanks for reminding me of that :). All The Best. The Fish of the Sea.