If my words could flow like yours

At pleasure's wake

I stand behind

The cold metal bars

Within my mind.

Calming seas

Soothe me silent.

My lips part

To make waves violent.

With lover's eyes,

I see you.

With all my will

I try to subdue

These desert airs

And jagged rocks,

My clumsy words

Your smile mocks.

Hold me close

And I will flinch.

Wandering hands:

I jump an inch.

Your waves are free

In temptation,

So that I cannot fill

Your starvation.

Beauty and words

Coax my heart

To bring me closer

Within your art.

Luscious words,

Play of the wild,

Remind me that in your eyes

I am a child.

Reviews

[Bridgette's Ink]

This is amazing.

[Secret Writer]

This is so beautiful! I wish I could come up with something like that! This is literally pure poetry!

[misha]

This is a great write!

[.shalynn.009.]

Wow. I really like this. Normally rhyming poetry comes out awkward, with the rhythm and rhyme scheme falling out in places, but I didn't feel that with this. I like the imagery that you likened the speaker's words to. And the shape of the poem almost looked like the image, as though clunky words in varying sizes and lengths were falling from the speaker's mouth. And you had some good diction that really contrasted both the subject matter of the poem and the last line. I can relate with that feeling, the one where you don't seem to measure up to someone you really want to, and that someone looks on you as naive and inexperienced. A very good poem from you. I enjoyed reading it a lot.