Warm winter lips
A Poem by Mark Heathcote
Warm winter lips
Like hypnotic clouds
Lift me up to the stars
Where the darkness enshrouds,
You were Jupiter and I,
I was Saturn’s mystical rings
Laced around you’re…
Inner; circling clothing arms.
Warm winter kisses gravitate
Like the humming of the bees
Warmed by the fragrant flower
The dying embers of the sun
Shimmering in her rose leaves
We discovered as an eternal
Blue rose laced and lit with dew.
Oh yes, I knew it well
The moment we kissed
That all of time would stand still
Oh yes, I knew it well
You loved me only, and I you
And nothing else would slide
Or collide between you or me. |
© 2014 Mark Heathcote
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Added on February 14, 2014
Last Updated on February 14, 2014
Author
Mark HeathcoteMancheter, United Kingdom
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I like all kinds of poems but I tend to gravitate toward eastern spiritual poetry.
My muse almost demands it of me. So you may find quite a few being poured out from time to time.
I all so write man.. more..
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