A Fool's Daydream

A poem.

The meeting of our borders

the moment we collide

is the losing of all orders

swept up in ocean’s tide.

Those waters deep and blue

that cascade to me from you,

an explosion of the senses

a lightning of the soul

when every muscle tenses

and bodies burn like coal.

 

How the touching of our fingertips

heals my heart of all its tears and tips.

It sends ice deep down my spine

and draws me into your sea

hooked on a fishing line

that calls for you to me.

Soon I’m drowning in your embrace

and the beauty you possess,

It’s one that never lies,

and marks your angel’s face

so you I’ll always bless

my darling blue eyes.

 

Like the burning of the sun,

or a near eclipse of the moon,

I’ll savour this moment ‘till it’s done,

you make even angel’s swoon.

So with my hands upon your hips

and my mouth pressed to your lips

there’s nothing to be said

all that’s left is touch

now my vision’s coloured red

for me you’re far too much.

Reviews

[jonah]

well this is good. i'm not really fond of rhyming but i could see that in some lines here. even though the theme is still really broad, you could bring it in a lovely way.

[therapy]

This was awesome, please don't ever stop writing.

[PaintingWords]

wow. you are a great poet keep up the good work :)

[Revolutionary]

beautiful ode to someone you have to cherish from a far I gather/nice work