Eros and Psyche

I shall meet you
in your dreams love
and we can dance
I'll buy the wine

No time love, Not
for drinks nor dance
as we sway in silky romance

Ill be there
waring only a smile
of bare flesh dressed
in tender swaying gestures

And we shall merge
as two wild rivers in the spring

Diverging and interesting again
like the meeting of waters
separated by salt and sin

As the wildness of skin
and ripples like waves
tremble in touch and
burns as sand
in the heat
of the sun
coming alive
two being
poured
into
one

Evaporating
in the heat of desire
melting as ecstasy's fire
moves over heart and mind

Merging and igniting
soul to verse

In a universe of dreams
how they confess the darkest
shadows of the mind
hidden paths of day

The etchings of life's embers
marking skin and soul

Spread out on a vast plateau
imbedded hieroglyphics
ancient and futuristic  

Written upon the world
as life baring soul

Sunrise parables
on the horizons
of lost days

Immortal words
deeper meaning
psychological
definitions

Cause you
make me
feel like
Psyche

As soft
curves
of light
and warm
places of lust
and isolation
beyond description
 in deepest awe of
man and myth

Where wild hearts
become legends

As the zephyr winds blew
reuniting Eros to his precious Psyche

By Samantha Campbell

and

The 13th Eros

Author's Note

this is free verse between me and The 13th Eros that turned into a collaboration

Reviews

[B-poet]

Very deep, profound, distinctive and intriguing. It was quite a pleasure reading this poem. I was sucked into it like the eye of a hurricane willing to consume anything in it's path. Great job. :)

[KeeD]

beyond description
in deepest awe of
man and myth

Where wild hearts
become legends


epic words fills long full yearning of hearts desire.. mind struck with wisdom... at peace.. floating in the the beauty of tender words .. as my heart tells my mind
we shall merge
as two wild rivers in the spring
amazing stuff!

[Samantha ~virginpoet]

thanks Keegan

[The 13th Eros]

This was breathed forth so effortlessly.. a pure time of bliss in the unfolding.. in the aching for passions to be reunited... reignited... and for earth and sky to once more be one in the fury that is ecstasy's seed. Thank you so much for letting this poetry find its inception.

[Kenilo Kent]

Passionate.