Time

Neon paints the garish room

Pulsating flashes of red and green

Painting your flesh as you stand at the window

Watching the street below as if a guardian.

Your breasts rise and fall with anguished gasps

Sweat beads glisten against the light

Your eyes still mourn as if in bewilderment.

Because we have loved well.

 

Our musk dwells heavy upon the air

Sheets array and wonderfully damp

From passion and pleasures

Created from the exploration of touch

While surrendering to ourselves.

You are artist-perfect standing there

Nothing lacking, nothing exaggerated

If I were God, I would have created you as you are.

 

Your face is filled with questions

And you fear the circle of my arms

But I move to you and draw you in

Like quicksand to press against me.

We will not speak of love tonight

Time is not our friend or companion

So I will seek refuge within you

As clock hands turn and leaves turn brown

 

Reviews

[Cryingkate]

Awesome all the way thru Doc, but those last 4 lines solidify it all and sorta entombs the embodiment of the love.
I love the way it moved in strength from the beginning to the end just as it would be.

[Blue Ivory]

This is so beautiful and romantic! It brought a smile to my face. Great work!

[SHEEMA HUQ]

This is been so craftily constructed from start to finish, I thoroughly enjoyed your beautiful declarations of passion, very well done!

[DrD]

AH, YOU MAKE MY DAY WITH YOUR MOST KIND WORDS. THANK YOU SO MUCH.

[Ruth]

Gorgeous, truly! You have enveloped everything possible and moved me once more! x

[DrD]

THANKS FOR TAKING THE TIME TO VISIT. I APPRECIATE YOU.

[Baby Ricochet]

I love the last four lines. Nothing can screw up a romp like saying "I love you" to soon.

[DrD]

Or saying it at all . . . . Thanks BR

[Markus Anthony]

Great attempt in imagery, and perfectly effective in drawing me into the scene. Kudos!

[J. J. Nightingale]

I guess there is always time for a second go-round ..
Good descriptions here .. You set the scene well !
Last verse is my favorite ...
The one with "musk" least favorite ..

I can relate .. my leaves are turning as I type ....

Jazz xx

[DrD]

Take a nap. You're leaves aren't turning at all. Vibrant as spring, that's you.

[J. J. Nightingale]

Awww .. Thank YOU Dr. D ... :) .... lol ..

[TL Boehm]

wow. if I were God I would have created you as you are. There is something about this poem that touches on more than just physical/sensual intimacy. The thought of fear - of being unable to fully let go with another person is infused in this piece. The transience of relationships.
Its very well penned

[DrD]

I'm glad you liked it. It means a lot.

[luviva]

AMEN!
to that, it's such a wonderful write so drawing and mind penetrating and you got every bit of it right!!
time ain't our companion nor is it a friend!

[DrD]

Luvia, it's good to be back and be active again. Thanks for your visit. I appreciate you.

[Tarry Franck]

This is an wonderful poem. Truly enjoyed it.

[DrD]

Thanks Tarry. It's good to be back with the likes of you.

[Tarry Franck]

It was my pleasure...so glad you're back