Intoxicated Love

a poem about a first encounter.

 

Her golden hair

                     Smells of cinnamon.

                          I am transfixed by her soft skin.

 

She holds my hand.

                      Our fingers connect like

                     jigsaw pieces.

 

She whispers into my left ear,

her lime blossom perfume glides up my nose.

 

The crowded bar that we are in suddenly

                                   burst into green flames. I see and hear

                                                               No one apart the women sitting in front of me.

 

I am inside a vacuum of a green haze,

                                            Surrounded by the aromas

                              Of lime blossom, cinnamon

                                              

   and the sweet pungent feminine smell    

                                                        Of a woman.

 ©LukeRitta

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i really like "fingers connect like jigsaw puzzles"

that is wonderful...i like the entire mood of this piece...and there is such a beautiful truth in a first meeting with someone like this...the rest of the world just gets shut out...and she is the only thing we see, hear, feel...that is it.

nice scenario painted here...

jacob

[The White Wolf]

This is very yummy. Lime blossom and cinnamon....a lovely combination. A good way of letting your reader enjoy the scent with you, very descriptive.

[Victorious]

Dear Luke Ritta,

I was so blown away by this poem. You have captured a part of a woman, dressed her up, and illustrated her finely just by one sense of smell. So detailed and connected, held together like a puzzle of all the right words. I have no critiques.

Thank you for sharing.

Sincerely Livana Lowell (LL)

God bless

Luke you made it again so divine here.
Compliments to this wonderful write.

E.L.

[Liderien]

just something about the chemistry of a person and their scent...we cant help but swim in it.

[Alessander]

Very olfactory.

You stick to theme/metaphor very well.

I think you may be able to chop it up a bit if you want.

Ex.

"Transfixed
By her golden hair
Of cinnamon

hand to hand
our fingers interlock
like warped jigsaw puzzles"

Etc.

Great read. love the format.

[Brad]

I am inside a vacuum of a green haze,

Surrounded by the aromas

Of lime blossom, cinnamon


damn, that is a great way to go out

[Mary C]

Nice engaging story in verse!

[Shy Girl]

This was wonderful...just WOW!!!

[MOON]

Vivid imagery lovely flow.

[Aidz]

Nicely smelt I mean penned...