The thought of rose wine comes to me
when I touch your lips
and I fall away deep into the natural laws
of the cosmos—
the best love is the one which is unexpected,
long nights of lost sleep
and deep conversation,
I watch as expression changes from bewilderment
to delight
in the garden of your mind;
your eyes
a form of provocation which seek the stories in mine.
Have I told you just how baffling it seems?
To adore one with all their flaws
and beauty
the way you seem to accomplish with me—
I am taken by the curve of forgetting the storms
of past decades
which laugh at the approach of midnight.
If innervation is first
then let me taste fully the extent of your kiss—
berry-sweet,
causing me to make brave wishes;
I’d do anything to make your heart sing,
guide your hands
irresistibly with my voice.
You are the sky that cradles my poetic being,
my sun,
my venus and my moon; let me hold you
I am on the edge of something that goes beyond words.
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Posted for Writers’ Pantry @ Poets and Storytellers United
Oh! Gosh Sanna!! , this is incredible, I wish this poem goes o and on, merging the hearts together forever.
Thank you so much, Vandana 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
Another lovely, sumptuous piece, you wordsmith. You are teaching me my own language! (Yes I checked to see if you meant ‘innovation’. Of course you meant exactly what you said. 🙂 )
Awwwww gosh!💄❤️ Thank you so much, Rosemary 😀 you are too kind, so glad you enjoyed it!💄❤️
Beautifully done. Great passion and excellent words.
Thank you so much, Anthony 🙂 so good to see you 💄❤️
I love the way you encapsulated February in your title, Sanaa. At the moment it is exceptionally wild here, as we have been visited by Storm Dennis! This poem is rich with romance. I especially like:
‘your eyes
a form of provocation which seek the stories in mine’
and
‘…let me taste fully the extent of your kiss—
berry-sweet,
causing me to make brave wishes;
I’d do anything to make your heart sing’.
How thrilling to be ‘on the edge of something that goes beyond words’!
Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
No one understands love except thoe that have each other. I love how deep the feelings are in your poetry Sanaa and so uniquely beautiful at the same time.
Thank you so much, Robin 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Your words are wonderful Sanaa, and I happily emerged myself in the pure intoxicating beauty of them. Lovely!
Anna :o]
Thank you so much, Anna 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Ahh …indeed “on the edge of something that goes beyond words” lovely.
Definitely 😉 thanks for stopping by, Pearl 💄❤️
Fine work indeed, Sanaa. The last line especially grabbed me because that is (sadly, inevitably) where I get started.
Thank you so much, Ron 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Poetry goes with the wine and roses and this is a major love poem. I love thinking of my mind as a garden. Read this every Valentine’s Day.
Thank you so much, Colleen 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
exquisite poem!
the ending line is just so perfect. 🙂
Thank you so much, Lee San 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Typically you, Sanaa! I appreciate how you’ve stuck and grown in this genre.
😉
Ah, you do luscious romance SO well!
Thank you so much, Beverly 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
This is a marvelous poem to fall into! Sweet and enchanting.
Thank you so much, Chrissa 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Your close is stunning! Gorgeous!
Thank you so much, Audrey 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Sweet romantic February, how i love thee
Happy Sunday Sanaa
Much💃🏽🕺🏽💃🏽love
Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
much love …
I love this! <3
💄❤️💄❤️
Always an eloquent and lovely one from you, Sanaa!
Thank you so much, Vivian 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
“I watch as expression changes from bewilderment
to delight
in the garden of your mind;”
To be able to share time in the garden between two people in love on the journey to the “edge of something that goes beyond words.”
Sanaa, once again you take us on a journey and teach us a new word or two.
Thank you so much, Joel 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Oh, I love this poem. Your title captures the moon of February perfectly. Love is always its theme and all the rose colored storms that come with it. Beautiful poem!
Thank you so much, Susie 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Sanna, I love the way you have your poet’s ending, admitting a partial failure. But she tried so hard.
One of my favorite parts are these,
“… garden of your mind;
your eyes
a form of provocation which seek the stories in mine ,,,”
Thanks for hosting too.
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Thank you so much, Jim 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Such passionate writing, Sanaa. I particularly loved,
“ I am taken by the curve of forgetting the storms
of past decades
which laugh at the approach of midnight.”
Thank you so much, Sara 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️