~quintessence of my heart's surrender

Shoop Shoop

 I breathe your burning essence,

     blinded in sight's enchantment

      of moon's propositioning the sun

a percolating brew of beckoning temptation,

  awakens the head spinning senses of delirium

could sell a tender soul in random abstract yearnings,

 frenzied winds of fiery  lit crystal clear pools of clarity  

   & wildflower meadows of nature's instinctual remedy

rendering me speechless in awe filled consumption

  of abundant smoky, salty tears reverence

         lavished in a symphony of elation's rush

   rising simultaneous as paroxysm's embraces

           lulling me onto weak knee's breathlessness

    exhaling in synergistic consummation's exultation

                     quintessence of my heart's surrender

                                                                   

Author's Note

Reviews

[Robbie~xoxo~]

OMG!! ... I'm so in love with this... it's the way you surrender!.... it's heartbreaking, all consuming, and piercing all at the same time... it hurts to love but soooo worth it to give your heart...

...and Robin Thicke is heartachingly beautiful...(his voice too) ;)

Mesmerizing work of art, Friedalicious!!~xoxo~

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

Your writing is so on spot that sometimes including a video with music pulls me away as a reader. In most cases, this extra connection is not needed because you do such an amazing job writing your poetry!

I love how you incorporate rhythm that sounds so smooth and flows so well as I read your work aloud.
Lovely thoughts on this one! Thanks again for sharing.

[Frieda P]

You humble me Josie, I usually hear the music whilst I'm writing, I know it bugs some people to no end. Thanks so much for your kind words.

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

I listen to music too when I write and work. I understand that part too, and sometimes linking a tune and video is a nice touch. You are welcome! :)

[R Smith]

a percolating brew of beckoning temptation, seems to sum up what I see as a love song turning towards a more sensual poem, such beauty comes only from you Frieda.....still time to book your seat on the one way trip to Alpha etc, special concessions to friends :)

[Frieda P]

You never know Richard, my flip flops are packed, should I bring the vino rosso again? :) Thanks so much my friend.

[R Smith]

flip flops, must stop off for a paddle in the waters of Neptune, better bring 20 crates of Vino Rosso gonna be a long flight :)

[Lyn Anderson]

Inspired by all the sap floating around here were you? Lovely, romantic write, a beautiful piece. Now, in the middle there seems to be a font issue -- cafe' glitch, I assume.

[Frieda P]

Laughing here, I'd hardly call it sap....I just noticed that, tried to fix it, and the cafe is not cooperating, big surprise eh?

[Lyn Anderson]

Well, for me it is. My bar is different than most ...:)

[Frieda P]

I'm not talking about the hallmark ones dragon sista. ;)

[Lyn Anderson]

Oh, I know, and funny enough, I just made that comment to you on my other poem -- ha, we might sometimes think we are on an opposite track but somehow they converge. LOL

[Frieda P]

Haha I just noticed....! The crash is inevitable.....

[Bill O. Writes]

This is beautiful. Not sure much more need be said. Made me feel really happy and the words play off each other really well. It felt like it was over in a flash because of how seamless each lines transitions were. Just beautiful.

[Frieda P]

You made my morning and poetic heart smile Bill, thanks so much.

[Bill O. Writes]

:) Glad to do so. And thank you for making this!

[Rene Salinas]

The gesture of a loving heart opening up to the external world. That has to be a positive image. How could it not be? With Breathing burning essence, Frenzied winds of clarity, Wild flower medows with healing quilities. I sense the open wounds starting to close. Patience giving away a new gesture and maybe imperceptibly yet. The thinking of the heart beggining once more to make way thourgh the dimension of the loving senses.

Brightest days.


Thankyou

[Frieda P]

Thanks for your insightful and poetic review Rene. Those dimensions aren't always easy to decipher.