We lay beneath the myrtle tree,
my love and I,
our hearts blossoming
like its flowers, pink
with passion and pain.
We wept with the rain,
my love and I,
our eyes dried,
but faces dripping, with
dreams and desires deluging us.
We shone with the sun,
my love and I,
our bodies burning,
but hands balming each other's backs,
basking into our forever,
that nobody else, but
our eyes see.
We lay beneath our myrtle tree,
pink with passion and prayers,
toxic to the world,
but an elixir to our dead souls;
which come to life,
as our fingers meet.
Indeed a passionate and attentive love on display beneath that tree as the lovers seek solace from a cruel world it seems. The opening stanza is so very classic in its romantic expression!
[Maybe the first line of stanza two should read 'We wept with the rain']
Posted 3 Years Ago
3 Years Ago
Thank you so much for pointing that out, and thank you for reading.
I felt like a voyeur, you took me to the scene. I saw how much they loved each other. It was a joy to behold. So happy in each others company under the myrtle tree. Some memorable lines here Fairy. A lovely read.
Your posted image a treat with all its pink blossom.
Chris
Posted 3 Years Ago
3 Years Ago
Yes, they are happy in each other's company. Thank you for your kind words.
Gentle, kind and wonderful words for love. I liked the location also.
"We lay beneath our myrtle tree,
pink with passion and prayers,
toxic to the world,
but an elixir to our dead souls;
which come to life,
as our fingers meet."
I loved the above lines. Thank you dear friend for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote
Your word-crafting is throbbing full steam ahead here! I love how your alliteration is bursting, yet also nonchalant. I love how you beautify the contrasts of life -- passion & pain -- dripping desires that deluge. I love that you use body parts that are often ignored: "balming backs & basking" -- so poetic & intoxicating. Then the twist at the end makes me think -- sometimes we must keep our deepest passions dead to the world becuz the best elixir is shared between two. This is a butt-kicking poem that could conjure up many more possibilities, as far as interpretations (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie
This is an amazing write! This piece is so visual I could almost see the type of love this couple has. Your words flowed elegantly. Thank you for sharing. best wishes to you.
"faces dripping with dreams" is wickedly good line...a unique image used.
4th line should be "its"---the last stanza speaks to me of two people who get together under the scrutiny of others, but don't care. They have come alive with each other, and no matter of others' opinions
that their love is wrong...they know what they feel.
j.
Thank you for pointing that out. Posted this one from my phone, and it does that sometimes.
.. read moreThank you for pointing that out. Posted this one from my phone, and it does that sometimes.
You got the essence of it. Thank you for reading.