only what i made of it

only what i made of it 

 

the soft glow of your voice

the sound of your hair

tossing to a breezy light

 

I kissed the fragrance of you

when the moon was our only touch

quarters gave way to halves

 

and the shine never tasted so good.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

9/4/2020

Reviews

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Another clever piece of freshly baked allegorical poetry as you mix the human senses into a sadly romantic verse and add to the weight of your brilliant portfolio!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, John,
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Lovely little write Jacob. The sound of her hair, I heard static electricity and knew it was going great.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Chris,
j.