Symmetry

This poem is about the magic state of infatuation. In the heat of the moment, at the first rush of endorphins, anything seems possible.

I think of lying in the grass

alone, with you,

insect wings beating to our hearts,

yours under mine.

We'll sport,

Marvell's birds we'll be,

we'll tear and melt this day away

in jest and song, I'll wear your colours,

you'll be my knave,

let's tessellate together,

I'll press your crystal skeleton to mine,

piano-key feet interlaced,

I'll suck in the discomfort you've accrued,

blow it skyward.

Blue flash and we'll blink out,

lighthouse beams broken,

twin angles unfixed.

Curl me into you,

I'll breathe your skin.

Reviews

[misha]

What a beautiful and exquisite write.

[Ashira Macy]

This was very beautiful, full of fanciful imagery and lovely fantasy. You started and ended quite strongly, very well done. =)

[Anna Mitchell]

Hi Ashira,

Thank you for the feedback! I'm glad you enjoyed it.

I'm looking forward to reading more of your work, I really like what I've read so far. I'm glad you've come back to writing.

-Anna

[WritersRankings]

Really clever phrasing Anna, your articulation and original is exceptional. It's of a lyrical quality that demonstrates a poet who has found their own native voice.

[Anna Mitchell]

Hi Wuji,

Thank you - I'm not sure I deserve this! It is always a great pleasure and privilege to have your feedback.

Will be in touch.

-Anna

[Wórdsmíth]

Lol.. yeh.. this`s all about infatuation. Hope you find some peace there because love`s a one kind having too many uncertainties itself along the life .. so, the heart has .. anyway, nice poem.

[Anna Mitchell]

Hi Wordsmith, thanks for the good wishes. One thing can be said for uncertainty in love... it makes for great inspiration.

I'll have a look at your poems soon, when I have time, I'm looking forward to it.

-Anna