a casket full of roses

a casket full of roses

 

 

a formidable charmer

the nape of your neck

interacting with my fingers

eyes reaching deep within

we kissed away full moons

which seemed within our adolescent grasp

 

i lassoed your scent

with my imagination

and then fell into a chasm of foolish engagement

all the while betrothed to the idea

 

that old car's heater

would warm us into eternity

even after our lips grew cold.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

4/22/18

Reviews

[Ardra]

What a beautiful title for this beautiful poem... J. You poems title are always makes me wonder how you come up with them :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Rapunzel.
j.