Perfect

Perfect

A Poem by A.A.Romanczuk

Through the silence our souls communicate waltzing

To the song this lonely season sings of solemn fading

Crowned with the glimmering promise of rebirth

Oh I could converse with you for centuries

Drinking in the peculiar sweetness of your voice

Give to me endlessly these wondrous glimpses

Into the ocean of your exquisite mind, I am

Burned with the desire to know your soul

Shiver. Your hand quietly swallows mine.

I follow the ripples slithering across the water

Timing them by this erratic heartbeat of mine

A lone leaf pirouettes gracefully into its watery grave

This city ceases to exist, time crumbles into nothingness

There is only you and I

I laugh and smile at the simplicity of this

We converse as if we had known each other for centuries

Dare I look into the bright expanse of your peridot eyes?

They render me uncommonly shy

I listen to the urgency in your heart-beat

Kiss. Your rose-petal mouth greets mine.

Perfect.  Strangely perfect.

The sun succumbs to slumber

In the frigid atmosphere, I am warm.

© 2012 A.A.Romanczuk


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Put simply I love great intelligence married to great heart. This poem bursts with such. I was transported. Lovely.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

love this line..."Dare I look into the bright expanse of your peridot eyes?

They render me uncommonly shy"....says a world of emotions and thinkings.


Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Elegantly expressed magik A.A. , the dance, the connection, the warmth ...

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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