Gypsy soul surrender....

traced your nuance upon my breast

     tenderness upon my lips,

  serenaded me with your sweet guitar

   my restless gypsy soul surrendered,

     breath heavy at the nape of my neck

        as you whispered sonnets in my ear 

       

 

a stirring breeze settled within my spirit,

        awakening me from misty slumber 

            my eyes already weepy missing you

       yet there remained, 

            a gentle hint of your musky scent

                   upon the curves of my décolletage

Author's Note

Reviews

[redzone]

Jumping gypsy soul surrendering symphonics Frieda! Damn, you sure know how to stir the breeze with your poetry.

Ha, there is no better gypsy guitarist than Carlos Santana (saw him play at the Allentown, Pa Fair way back when, and Black Magic Woman and Abraxas live is like floating inside a hurricane). But the music you chose (George Harrison song) not only made your words cry with surrender, but wove the "missing you", "musky scent" into our hearts as well. Dreams like these, of love's, past or lost always leave their scent on the "curves of my (our) decolletage". The words, the song- guitar, cello, voice- move with the sadness of what was, even as you awaken. Still, they haunt us and often make us "weep" with "missing you" tears.

Thinking about gypsy soul, I remember with fondness that movie with Juliette Pinoch and Johnny Depp, "Chocolat"- talk about "whispering sonnets in my ear"... Frieda, your poetry is as tempting as Vianne's chocolate... even as your guitar gently weeps... WOW
~~redzone

[Frieda P]

I do love reading your reviews Curt, there's a huge smile in my heart right now....enjoy your weekend my sweet friend! Grazie mille! xo

[sharonlee]

Luscious... and luxuriant!

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much sharonlee!

[Bright Ocean Star]

Frieda, I love this...it is wistful, longing, and heart-heavy...I love the image of the hot breath against her nape and the whispered comments in her ear....It left tingles up my spine. You transported me yet again. Great write, my friend.

[Frieda P]

I'm thrilled, thanks muchly Star....!

[Madalyn Beck]

This is powerful. I had to read Streamline's review and found that I do the same thing whenever Drew leaves my apartment now. He would lay on one side of my bed and after he left, I would go there and curl up, needing the scent of him to feel just a little closer. Beautiful write. xo :)

[Frieda P]

Scent is a powerful motivator...thanks so much Mads!! :) xo

[Robbie~xoxo~]

What a sweet surrender, Friedalicious!

"my restless gypsy soul surrendered,

breath heavy at the nape of my neck

as you whispered sonnets in my ear"~ This is a treat to read...

Love is most definitely in the air, it lingers in the breeze... Gorgeous write!!~xoxo~:)

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much dearheart...love is always in the air when you're around ;)

Grazie mille sweetie xoxo

[John Anderson]

Beautifully written, well worded

[Frieda P]

Thanks John, jazz'd you enjoyed.

[Sami Khalil]

"awakening me from misty slumber
my eyes already weepy missing you
yet there remained,
a gentle hint "
Love and its powerful passions do awake lame, gypsy and nuanced souls with the sweet surrender of all. Beautifully written in a great spirit...:).....................

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Sami :)

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)....................

[kublakhan27]

Where, where, where is my gypsy wife tonight? Apparently she's in this poem being serenaded by sonnets, a common form used for love poetry, at least in past eras...as usual, you had me at the title, they're always spot-on, you definitely have a feel for those...you also have a feel for amazing poetry...the emotions are always so painfully real...mind you, her curves sound like a pretty good place to leave a scent...you never fail to speak to my heart Mrs.R...xo

[Frieda P]

Woo LC and Benji in one fell swoop, be still my heart. ;) I'm so glad this one spoke to you my sweet friend, means more than you know....xo

[kublakhan27]

Haha I haven't referenced him in a while so I was due ;) Always a pleasure love...xo

[Frieda P]

Funny, I never even thought of that song....I know I can always depend on you for your expertise in that area! You made my day. :) xo

[kublakhan27]

Well that one's from my favourite LC album so it's always in my head, and needless to say your poem was the perfect place to let it loose...it suits this piece to a tee :) You know I'm always happy to make your day...xo

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

yet there remained,
a gentle hint of your musky scent
upon the curves of my décolletage

What a delightful sexy ending… all in all the poem is eloquent soft and sensual.

[Frieda P]

Grazie mille dear Dale, jazz'd you enjoyed....

[Cory Barrett]

This reminds me of a time in my life that I made love to a women. A women that i will never forget. When she left I sat in the chair in which she did, so that I might breathe in her scent. I returned to the chair several times over that week, inhale the memory of her. I can still feel the fabric of the chair, and smell the elemental emotion in which it contained.

Thank you Frieda for writing this testament to essential primality of memory.

[Frieda P]

Woo gave me a chill reading this, what a charmingly poetic review, thanks so much Streamline, glad it brought you to that grand memory.