Languorous Language

Your words blow through me like the wind through the trees

Nourishing me with your breath, filling me with your substance

I sway and am caught by your endearments, bedded by your whispers

Tickled by your golden tongue, I roll into your soliloquy

Only to be pounded by your firm language and vigorous verbiage

Satiated by your syllables, I curl up with curious commentary and quips

Drifting off to sleep to the sound of your sweet nothings in my ear

Reviews

[J Carly]

Love the use of simile and metaphor in this piece. The poem itself is "whispering sweet nothings" in your lover's ear. Beautifully written. Well done!

[New]

"Drifting off to sleep to the sound of your sweet nothings in my ear"

-That was too sweet =) as was the entire piece! I really liked the similes you used to paint a picture in the reader's mind! It's sooo romantic! Thanks for sharing & keep writing!