Sanctum

 

 

Sanctum

 

 

when the morning mist

over copper lakes

rises to greet you

will you reach

down or across

 

the dragon’s maidens

bow to you and

I can only

curl up within

your  softest regions

 

I wake up aching

in warm paradoxes

holding the fading

dream of moments ago

 

you touched me

without touch

you surpassed my

feeling and envy

 

you made me

let you in

you did this

you did

 

I could shake you

but I could also

use more sleep

shared sleep

 

small ripples

fill this void

of sound

pulses roaring

 

 

     foreshadow

 

Reviews

[Gandré]

you touched me
without touch--------this you have from my recent poem and small ripples and that... I know you are influenced. what can I do? i know you adore that writing. this all pulses, roaring found sound all so placed like i do.. but what can I do? tell me... i don t know. when that s what you need to do.. then do it... :=)
I just recognize my words and word combinations. it's so. well room enough here in poet's land. no ?

well.. very loving small poem

when the morning mist

over copper lakes

rises to greet you

will you reach

down or across



the dragon's maidens

bow to you and

I can only

curl up within

your softest regions----------this is typical you. very pretty. so I like it best !