UNDER A PEACH TREE IN BLOOM

I don’t want to draw attention

to the physical affliction I know

is the completion of your life.

The way you still pleasure a mirror

every time you give a sideways

glance passing by in this room

or that. Do you see, do you know,

do you understand the depth

of beauty you wear? Do you know

the only synonym of beauty is pain?

The perfect symmetry and confidence

of eyes and nose and lips, and the

way the ivory of your shoulder

invites caress despite the ice in

your eyes, my private singularity.

Reviews

[Lorry]

Beauty IS in tge eye of the beholder abd is best served over a lifetime of watching and being with the person, so you can fully appreciate their beauty, rather than being the beautiful person who only sees her flaws and can never fully appreciate the significance she brings to your life, just by being herself with you.
Nicely captured Vol.

[Vol]

Thank you, Lorry,
The real thing is huge and dangerous couched in the beauty of shared souls, hearts, identities. Notrhing else can cut as deep or build as hot a fire.
Vol

[Michael Sun Bear]

A beautiful poem about beauty! My favorite line: the way you still pleasure a mirror every time you give a sideways glance passing by……That brought her alive for me. Your ending is very unusual and gave me much food for thought, this woman’s eyes a singularity. Does therein lie a black hole? Are you unable to escape her gravitational pull? Do her eyes lead to destruction?

What inspired the title?

[Vol]

Michael,
The title was kind of inspired by Zora nell Hurston's very passionate description of a pear tree... A singularity is the edge of TIME that occurs in the gravity of a black hole, where it no longer works...
It takes a rather intense love to blank out all the rest of the universe.
Vol

[Poetic Beauty]

Sometimes beauty is merely superficial and what lie beneath is pain or ice.

[Vol]

PB,
Half the love poems out there are a warning as to the reality of pain is always involved...
Vol

[GlendaK]

I don't understand what singularity means.
"The perfect symmetry and confidence

of eyes and nose and lips, and the

way the ivory of your shoulder

invites caress despite the ice in

your eyes is my private singularity."

[Vol]

Glenda,
Good morning!
A singularity is the edged of a black hole where even time itself is warped and may cease to exist...
Sort of like an orgasm...
Vol

[GlendaK]

This is written for your wife.

Lucky lady.

Awesome and written with lots of love and devotion.

[Vol]

Glenda,
It was written for every woman I've ever loved, or wanted to...
Vol

[Jenny Lee]

This is special poesy is directed to someone the author loves very much but feels a great need to avoid conversation due to the physical affliction the author knows completes the life of that person.
The beauty of this person is so extraordinary so much as to pleasure a mirror! Wonderful emotions here! This author is deeply in love with this subject and yearns to melt the ice in their eyes. So beautiful! Thanks so much for sharing, Vol.

[Chris Shaw]

Beautiful poetry Vol. I saw a photograph here. The title is such a lovely title exuding warmth and yet the final lines tell me there isn’t alot of summer here. There is winter cold. Whether that is the pain of death, I am unsure, but I did feel a deep loss in your poem. All the best.

Chris

[Jenny Lee]

Hello. Not meaning to intrude but this excellent item should "not" be rated Mature.
Please allow the general public the gift of beauty to view.

[Vol]

Why thank you, Jenny Lee,
Appreeciated and ... done!
Vol

[Jenny Lee]

merci, Vol.