Wear You

The true majesty of love.

I long to wear you like a softly-scented cologne,

to smell your essence around me when I'm all alone,

to inhale you with each breath from the moment I wake,

to taste you on the wind with every step I take.

I long to wear you like a satin or velvet glove,

to run your hands across my skin, yearning for your love,

feel you play my body like a harpist on his strings,

lightly touching my flesh with the brush of angel wings.

I long to wear you like a sparkling golden band,

always look upon you like a jewel on my hand,

see the star-light in your eyes as you look up to me

and know that you are exactly where you long to be.

I long to wear you like honeyed sunlight in my hair,

to feel your touch upon me, your kisses in the air,

to have you wash over me like a wave from the sea

and to feel your wet tongue as it savors all of me.

I long to wear you like the joyous curve of my smile,

to wear you like the laughter which echoes all the while,

to dissolve in the mist of you, the beat of your heart,

to wear you like a cloud-veil whenever you depart.

I long to wear you like azure heaven wears the sun,

to follow the paths you take wherever you might run,

to blossom in your love-light shining sweet and divine,

to simply be your shadow and know that you are mine.

I long to wear you like tender twilight wears a star,

to wear you like a dream come true in all that you are,

wear you every day and night, never to be shed,

to wear you like a comforter draped across my bed.

I long to wear you like a ribbon that tops a gift,

wear you like a garter belt beneath my satin shift,

wear you like a memory, the echo of a sound,

to wear you like a pretty charm dancing all around.

I long to wear you like the dew-drops on the flower,

to wear your effervescence, your strength and your power,

to wear you like the passion, the breath between a kiss,

to wear you like a love poem written just like this.

Reviews

[Pax Analog]

You have the voice of a timeless temple goddess.

One is reminded of souls wearing bodies, and the lover amplifying that, to wear the essence of the other, as one.

Your amorous symbiosis is so intent, there can really be no other; "like tender twilight wears a star" is so permeative as to impel pure seamless awareness AS the other, as much as oneself.

Your subhead "The true majesty of love" reminds me of an old romantic ballad of mine called "Let the Majesty." Your "wearing" is nothing less than Love's relationship to Form Itself.

Beautiful.

[Twilight]

I really enjoyed reading this poem. Beautiful choice of words. It's both sensual and a homage to true love. The imagery is very good, both imaginative and arranged into a clever structure. Often, only the most able poets are able to achieve this in a single piece of writing.

A real pleasure to read.

[Shadows of Sight]

Oh this was so beautiful! Such imagery you have painted upon this canvas! :)
It made me sigh.... then giggle.. the image of you trying to wear another human being with and the sleaves were to "Long" popped into my mind..
It was truly a wonderful piece. I just have an imagination that won't quit i guess lol
Good Write!