Symphony, Silhouette

Lost my love (lost in love) in Moscow.

My sweat reeks of heartbreak

and lovesick smoke,

slowly crawling out of my pores,

like immortal blood from a mortal wound,

and I just can't kick it.

But I miss you, girl.

I miss your dark porcelain skin,

the warmth of it,

how it reminds me of wintry moon beams,

filled with some pale darkness

that knows love and loves back.

I need your symphony, silhouette eyes,

how they are everlasting

and filled with brown, beautiful haze,

like autumn rests in your stare.

I'd kill for your kiss,

that stays and stays and stays,

in my lips memories.

that soothes and soothes and soothes,

like summer dew drops gathering in gardens on summer mornings.

Your kiss is a slow, soft hymnal

of falling rain and breeze-bristled aspens,

wrought with romance.

I'd die to hear your sunbathed voice,

a real lovely Chicago melancholy

mixed with sunflower dreamscapes and cobalt eternity,

that keeps me caught in time and in love,

like I'm laying in some springtime meadow,

where I could lay all day

in naked flowers and singing paradise,

looking at nothing,

until I fade into forever and ever.

Reviews

[I Cast a Shadow]

Beautiful love poem. True love exists here. This is proof. Gorgeous. I wish I had written it. Writing poetry is such a great catharsis for so many emotions.

[Megan]

damn if someone wrote a poem like that about me there would be no way I wouldn't be able to go back to them..I guess sweet words are my weakness. Everything you write is so raw and it never comes off like your trying to hard. It all flows so well from beginning to end. Least to say I'm jealous of your mad skill home slice. This was beautiful, the description was breath taking. Perfect.

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem remind me of a Dylan song. Digging into memories and finding peace and pleasure. No weakness in this poem. I like the way you made the desire come alive with strong words.
"I'd kill for your kiss,
that stays and stays and stays,"
Thank you for a amazing poem.
Coyote