Notes~

You had me, at petal; aren’t I simple?
I started a tempting lean into the persuasive melody
and found a thousand notes
tucked under my sparrow bones

a owl quill under my clavicle
and ink in the dark liquid of my pupils

I wrote you a love song on a wafer
slipped it under your tongue
inside a fabled kiss
a sonnet on a piece of linen
pushed into your back pocket with my hand
on a ordinary walk down by the river

A verse, I painted on your hips
while you lay dreaming beneath the canopy of my saga
and a rhyme, carved from my restless fingertips
stained the collar of your shirt
in red traces

You had me at petal, and thought I was simple
until the notes materialized
in a thousand varying shapes, in a thousand different places
in a thousand different dyes
over a thousand and one nights
until my gown was a whisper of papyrus and leaves
stitching the hemline of our story, with two possible endings

You had me at petal, but I am not simple . . . .


copyright:2012SeleneSkye
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Author's Note

ImageCopyright:2012SeleneSkye

Reviews

[Angela]

Your prose tingles the senses, flips it upside down and works its way into your spine. I love the flow, the meter, the wonderful ways in which you say things in a fresh, spirited way. I am always fond of your skills in penning the most sensual, yet understated lines.

[Rikkevi Rue]

delish taste of divine aesthetes honey drawn reckless into this souls hungry mind! Your provocative ink ever the nimble proboscis to draw the heady mind-speak that so artfully titillates the creative palate! Merci merci!

[Ed Hart]

you had me at petal

[saratogaparty]

It seems like the entire poem is spent trying to keep this story with color and meaning. There is paint, words written on a wafer, stitching hemlines.

It's amazing. I loved every word.

[writing mojo]

petal me with this stung projector of hung trajectory I am losing my footing on thought being out here among the roses of your words, prick my senses until taste sweet as dew in each metaphor bloomed...amazing stuff

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPole]

you are poetry . . . .

[Poetic Justice]

sigh...what can I say..beautiful

[SkinlessFrank]

that wonderful botanical term "deceit pollination".... the orchid offering a shiny patch, the bee thinking it is nectar....and the odd thing is, they never learn

[Ruth]

Made my day to visit here and read you love :)
Beautiful piece...captured me in a moment that needed to be captured but left me with awareness on my tongue :)
Beautiful ♥

[Aidz]

The love tome that the Harlequin Queen danced forth in this night of the Jesters

[Emily B]

ooooooh, yes

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPole]

Emily~ =)~