Quixotic bliss ~

Kissed my face like

      rain on a steamy summer's day

tousled my hair as

          a warm zephyr's embrace

sent shivers up my spine

            of wildflower sighs,

stole my heart in 

          unrehearsed poesy's verses

serenaded my spirited

        whimsy'd yearnings,

etched my name 

           upon your naked skin

flagrant impulsion 

             of strong pulsations,

 earth whirls in your

           gravitational pull, 

   vibrating a new dimension

           off its tilted axis

         just the 'tween spaces of us exist,

my affection beats 

             in perfect synchronicity

when I bear witness 

        to your soul's intensity

    in sweet surrender's ecstasy, 

whispered endearments

of endless time,

       quixotic bliss of 

             infinitude's poetic rhyme

Author's Note

Reviews

[redzone]

Frieda, your poem makes it feel like the earth has opened up and jousting at windmills is a noble undertaking.. are you the fair "Dulcinea" in disguise??? Perhaps it's the "wildflower sigh"??? Which ever, love and romance aren't dead afterall...!!!

[Frieda P]

Did quixotic bring Don Quixote to mind? You know that's the origin of the word, you probably did...you clever romantic you....I feel another poem coming on, you've inspired me....Dulcinea is it...thanks so much my sweet friend !! x

[DJ]

This flows like a classic song,very smooth and evocative,nicely done.

[Lyn Anderson]

Romantic, sexy, and sensual. But my favourite part is the simplest - the twist of shivers up instead of down. I understand this. :)

[Tate Morgan]

Oh man seems someone has touched our Friedas heart are we in danger of losing you to these marinations? Perhaps you shall become our new mature writer.I don't think Charlie konsor will approve of that just think of all the advertising he will lose when forced to tag your works as mature content beautifully done it lifts the heart and soul

[Frieda P]

Yes, how can you tell, I was inspired by a very special poet, jazz'd you enjoyed my whirling Tate.... if this is going to be rated mature, they need to get new advertisers....I think they're allergic to love. x

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

The title of the poem was very fitting… Eloquently sensual is the only way I could describe this sexy piece of poetry.

[Frieda P]

Thanks muchly Dale, glad you enjoyed this one...

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

You are welcome Moonbeam xo

[Einstein Noodle]

had to put this in my favorites list .. i love when you write like this Frieda!! so emotive, well worded .. successful says i! Bravo!
E.

[Frieda P]

Nice, it's all cozy in your favorites, thanks E...love ya muchly! x

[BennyBooth]

Wow ! What a poem.. I was left silent after reading this one... I really like it a lot! You paint the nicest pictures with your writing and enjoy reading them so.... Thank you!

[Frieda P]

That's quite a compliment Benny, thanks so much, jazz'd you enjoyed!

[Rene Salinas]

Rhyme is an intricate concept especially in Frieda's "hands" it can mean many things at once which it is certainly one of her skills (one of many). It makes me smile to see that the journey in her life starts to become slightly more positive and there are clear indications or passion and conatct and surrendiring even. It is always tough though we don not want to lift ourselves up too much in case we fall again. It has a hit of that feeling as well.

Gentle as she goes


Thankyou

[Frieda P]

You're too kind my poetic friend, 'slightly more positive'...one never knows where the wind will blow...thanks muchly Rene.

[Woody]

breathtaking, Frieda!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Frieda P]

Wooo....chuffed to pieces Woody!!

[Coyote Poetry]

Beautiful and sensitive words. I liked the language and the thoughts create by the powerful description. You had wildflowers, love and ecstasy in the words. My kind of poetry. Thank you Frieda for your wonderful poetry.
Coyote

[Frieda P]

Glad you enjoyed my surrender, thanks so much John.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear Frieda.

[Briana O'Connor]

Love the way the words are so tightly wound. They seem to just be perfectly strung together like a blanket made of silk. This was truly beautiful. Thank you for sharing.

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much for your kind words Peeping Poet.