`perhaps~

...perhaps, it was a pause

     yet, it felt as though an eternity

   an explosive quiver in the moment

       sending shivers up my spine

 the intensity of our

   moonlit raptur'd intentions

 quiet sentiments

         adorning me in silken scarves 

 we danc'd upon each other's soul

   a slow and steady waltzing of the heart

 our spaces filled

       of sparkling champagne kisses

            & burgundy night's ardor'd desires

 impulses of two connected 

      whimsy'd forbidden forces

  spirited play of lovers vaulted us

            to another essence of time

 those were the days of seductive

               surrender'd secret interludes

   mirror'd in unearthing of abandon'd 

                      affection's sentiments

  we breathe in our darkly promis'd persuasion 

                     til the judgement day call'd

Author's Note

Reviews

[lee von cleef]

Judgement the taste of dirt sweet soil old vine right between maidens toes white oak cask char only showing on the inside tannins makin her breath heavy, her voice rolling with the ocean of promiscuity promises pierce her tongue. Perhaps.......

[Frieda P]

Perhaps she calls it something other....

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

The charmer had escaped and is coming for all of us, well done, good read.

[Frieda P]

Ha perhaps you're right Thomas, thanks love....

[♔ CrownedDevil &#..]

WOW!! :o

I love this poem. :)

Kaze~

[Frieda P]

Thanks Kaze, you're sweet :-)

[♔ CrownedDevil ☾]

You very welcome. :)

[Justine]

"we danc'd upon each other's soul
a slow and steady waltzing of the heart
our spaces filled
of sparkling champagne kisses"
I totally love those lines. Takes being "in love" to a whole new level when the soul is involved. Beautiful poetry ! Justine

[Frieda P]

Thanks Justine, always love to read your reviews, muchly appreciated!

[Diana]

Time is a mental construct. I see no reason why a pause couldn't last an eternity... Perhaps, a poem of uncertainties. Nicely penned, Frieda.

[Frieda P]

Definite uncertainties Diana, thanks for your thoughts here.

[Chandradhish Ghosh]

Once again Freida I'm at a loss of words...I think I'll try my hand at romantic poems just to see how difficult it is...considering it is so easy for you!

[Frieda P]

Thanks, you're too kind Chandradhish, much appreciated.

[Pryde Foltz]

we breathe in our darkly promis'd persuasion
til the judgement day call'd

Loving every minute of it. Sexy and just a little dark ...

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Pryde...

[Cassie]

wow!!!!! i loved this one, you see why you are my teacher!!....well done my friend

[Frieda P]

*Smiling* ear to ear at you now....thanks Cassie, you can go to the head of the class. ;-)

[Travis Gibson (poetic h..]

I truly found myself lost within this one, Frieda. The voice of this piece is soft and entrancing.

[Frieda P]

That's the utmost compliment Travis, thanks so much.

[Travis Gibson (poetic heroics)]

It's always my pleasure.

[Bri]

I like how much emotion you've put into this piece. great read :)

[Frieda P]

Glad you enjoyed, thanks muchly :-)

[Dhaye]

"we danc'd upon each other's soul
a slow and steady waltzing of the heart"

That is how romance could do to two hearts involved.

If this is about forbidden love, then truly the great Judge would be the one who could tell in the end...

People have their own weaknesses. Sometimes, we just can't blame or condemn them for their behavior...or their emotions. Good for those who can see...poor are those who can't.

But then again, people have their own dirt. We can't claim we're clean enough. Only the Great One would tell...

This is an amazing write, Frieda....a sort of reflection for anybody. Thanks for the share. Kudos!

[Frieda P]

Thanks for your thoughts here Dhaye, thrilled you took it there, and yes we all have our own sins, The word ‘sin’ is derived from Indo-European roots meaning ‘to be.’ Human nature indeed.

[Dhaye]

You're welcome. =)