Tethered

A little more traditional

My name, from my lover's lips, it does fall
and there I melt into your whispered call.
Caressing my ears are the words of love.
sending my soul on the wings of a dove;
I’m no longer bound to this earthly form,
into ethereal bliss I transform.

All that from the words that roll off your lips,
think of my response to your fingertips
as they’re resting in the curves of my face
then slowly down my jawline do they trace,
around my collarbone, they dance their dance;
gliding around, leaving me in a trance.

Then into my eyes you intently stare,
letting me know we are a perfect pair.

And in your hand, my hand is tightly bound,
gently bringing me back down to the ground.

Reviews

[Laura Maidah]

From my lover's lips, does my name fall.

(It keeps your meter and isn't double-inverted. "Love" and "dove" sounds like a commercial. "Form" and "transform" are the same suffix. The second to last stanza is pretty phenomenal. The rhyme isn't clunky, or cheesy like the dove commercial. Lol. And the last stanza is your crux that relates back to a delicious title. Overall, A minus. Haha. "Face" "trace" really works, btw.

[The Pain Stays Fresh]

This is so sweet!! The emotion is so intense. You've done a wonderful job with the rhyming. It has an awesome flow and rhythm. You're definitely a favorite of mine. :)

[Jeanette]

Whoa, very very sweet! So intimate and personal. Excellent write! =)