Awake

I see the crystallized plumes of my breath
Circle lazily through the moonlight
 As a torrent of images from another place and time
Surrounds my waking spirit with their flight

Desire was a word that had no meaning
Until these images embraced my very essence
Now I am moved like the hypnotic motion of the sea
As I am vividly reminded of your presence

The air is heavy with the scent of oncoming yearning
Enhancing the sweet flavor of the memory of the pleasure
Of your mouth and skin against my own
I can no longer breathe,much less in equal measure

This sweet recollection dissolves all my inhibitions
Sweet modesty flees from my soul
As I recall the unearthly music we made in our love
When your kindred spirit held mine long ago

Reviews

[Mauricio Montoya]

So full of energy in this piece you can feel it.
Great job, well done.

[Dionysus Cain]

i must admit it is very well written , i like the metaphors i just wish you would have went deeper with the word selections. but overall it is good and more people should read this it is a great way to explain a good poem.