Sealed In the Smoothness of You

Would I be saved by the passing of my trembling hands
Over the tears that fall from my skies
If my pleasure was sealed in the smoothness of you
If all of my vanishing light began flashing
Like a trail of shooting stars
Could I see the miracle
Known as the truth

If you descended from where I have walked on fire
Where fear does not torment or stain
Would I know you have come to fill all the holes
That now dwell inside of my secret soul
The ones held closed by my fingers
To keep from spilling feelings
Not to be named

In these hours my eyes have stared with intensity
Strong as the air I live and breathe
They have been lined by time with all that I am
One-half of me can recognize myself
And there has been no telling
If my other half……..
Gave a damn

Now everything has faded into pieces of a puzzle
Creating a picture known as truth
I sit still and wonder where each piece fits
Inside the half of me I can recognize
That would walk on fire to feel
My pleasure sealed
In the smoothness of you

Reviews

[Michael X]

I love this and the sentiment that reminds me of a golden light casr by candle and the thoughts that pour into a classic moment of beauty, when the heart
expresses it's ever sense of poetic feeling, your words are overflowing with
care and anticipation, remarkable job on this Neva :)

[realmwriter]

For a piece like this I would be "sealed in the smoothness of you". What a beautiful, relaxing read, as well penned as any that I have read of yours before.

[VelvetRosetta]

The first line alone left me in awe...a favorite for sure!

[WatashLegend]

wonderful write filled with passion, hints of melancholy and the pesky critter called honesty, marvelous!

[EMF]

Beautiful, deep and moving. Your use of language never fails to impress me

[.......]

Yes!!!
I so loved this especially the last stanza, The one before it too.
This is so heart felt and so powerful, Love the picture used.

[Solidad]

"If you descended from where I have walked on fire
Where fear does not torment or stain
Would I know you have come to fill all the holes
That now dwell inside of my secret soul
The ones held closed by my fingers
To keep from spilling feelings
Not to be named"

I feel almost cloaked in this piece. A 300 thread count of honest emotions as it lays like Egyptian Cotton on my own memories blanketing them in someone else's understanding and empathy. Amazing as usual Neva, J'adore.

[David W Moore III]

you have this uncanny ability to string together imagery that is as stunning as it is beautiful. it flows with a subtlety tthat amazes me. piece after piece, you stir the pot and come up with more images from your seemingly unending muse.

[Larry Dyson]

like this verse..especially..."Would I know you have come to fill all the holes
That now dwell inside of my secret soul
The ones held closed by my fingers
To keep from spilling feelings
Not to be named"

[E.V. Black]

Absolutely beautiful and breathtaking. As always, I am impressed by your eloquence.

[Rediscovery]

In this poem, does skies in the first stanza represent the speakers eyes? But other than that,Neva never fails to impress me in her work.