Love Prints In Calligraphy~

White linen leaves wreath my heart

heartache in my pocket

pocketful of laurel oil glistens my wrist

wrists bound to somatic  fluids of your calligraphy

calligraphic surge in a juniper stream between my lips

lips rewrite me from the inside out

out me, catch me when I am seized  between the carnal skin

skin strips proffered onto  sanctified  idolatry

idolatry  strains the softest crush of me in citrus rinds

rind ribbons open to the reverence

reverence unfastened by hedonic ache

ache in the impact of your soul

soulful blue memories print your palm in clay

clay shape under your touch

touched by whispers giving themselves to moonlight

moon in full pouring crème  under the stars

starlight, star bright, span the continents, the oceans

ocean  loves me, loves me not

not tomorrow, tonight, bring me closer to the carnal

carnal epiphany in your mount

mountain beneath my hands sighing a thousand stories

stories in your bones disengage to my love

love like a queen in a uncanny legend

legendary fables entranced with a morph in the fabric

fabric threads in silver from my ribs

rib to rib, the leaves around my heart crimson steep

steeped in magik tea leaves

leaves in a wreath  completed within you

you . . . .

 

 

copyright:2010vssmd/amusemusepress

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Author's Note

=)~

Reviews

[Lachenille Papillion]

If I lived a million years, I would never fail to be in awe of the inspiration for this write, Sunshine... for what is of such depth in beauty and pain to you is nothing short of epiphany to me...

amazing, the words that garden put inside your little girl heart, such whispers from blooms never meant to be eternal and yet they blossom still.......

[Intern'l Shultzfeather]

Cool

[Intern'l Shultzfeather]

Very much enjoyed moving with you, IS

[Pax Analog]

Again a gravitas and poignance.

"White linen leaves wreath my heart/heartache in my pocket/pocketful of laurel oil glistens my wrist/wrists bound to somatic fluids of your calligraphy"

Soul bruise unflinchingly revealed, vulnerability simple.

Also, this is another title of yours "Love Prints in Calligraphy" that reminds me of the Peter Greenaway flick The Pillow Book.

This is a heart-effective, more innocent lament. Uncanny fairy tale rewrite.

Enchanting, pleasurable to reread. Leaves a carnal ache.

[Ruth]

Hard to look away from such talent!
A beautifully woven poem love, another masterpiece, suffering and bliss akin to no other!
Truly awesome!
xx

[Jibey]

A rare combination of emotion, nature's gifts and fleshly longings, with a dressing of myth and legend...very Selene.. and how I reeled at the 'carnal epiphany in your mount'...the magik leaves are working...

[TAO]

You know, I really, really loved the way that you ended this. What a piece, Selene, and piece of such beauty it could only be rivaled by that of its Creator.

[Ed Hart]

ollie ollie oxen free free free

[My Fair Lady]

This is the second one today.. last word/first word format. Both were so enjoyable. This one is beautiful and I felt the wrapping of each line as it pulled me in and in. I love how you do that. What an inspiration you are to so many of us Selene. What an inspiration you are to me.

[FireWoman]

I absolutely am honored to see the younger Selene's mud & clay intertwine with naive Princess Bride to full circle of golden experience. Your words drip with the ages of oppression twisting them into a wondrous release of words that play like a love song inside a tiny music box =)

[JelliFyshKissUs]

Ahh... I love your rollercoaster rides of wit and skill. The interweaving of words like a knot tying this piece together into one long roping message. Such fun to admire the variations.