Ssshhh...

I L-o-v-e Y-o-u
dare I whisper
barely out loud, but gently, to myself
and you sleep at the tip of a wave, covered by petals
dreaming with pouting lips, so one can almost hear your beard grow
sweetness on eyelids, hand on your belly
far away, devided by deserts
in a lopsided world where you are not
and I silently follow you
slipping into your dreams, humming unknown tunes
playing with barely understandable images
spreading the wind and gliding on a blue canvas, hanging from your wall
As a sun-beam, dividing the surface of a lake, yet smoking ash in the air
small flakes of fire around me in circles: plain power
and so I confess to a stranger
whom I have never kissed
in an echo in the air, during a moment of one breath long
within a dream

Reviews

[Distant horizons]

Beautifully written

[Emmie]

It flows nice, and the emotion is just so ebullient of the love you feel. And I commend you for the professional tone you used. It was a splendid read, and I wish to hear more from you soon. Thanks for sharing.
-Emmie

[Hoshi Nami]

i love this. reading this piece makes me imagine i am laying in the sun and the images you describe flash past my eyes. it's random but connected, flowing but separate, deep but simple- not an easy feat.
"and you sleep at the tip of a wave, covered by petals
dreaming with pouting lips, so one can almost hear your beard grow
sweetness on eyelids, hand on your belly
far away, devided by deserts
in a lopsided world where you are not"
brilliant.
bravo.
(as a side note- divided is not spelled correctly)