Only time will tell,
residue of longing, luscious, on the edge of lower lip
is truth,
is fallaciousness,
chained in curiosity or is merely an illusion—
your lambent green eyes
generate
a slight intake of breath
and before I could realize, I lost track of time.
Come, strip the night of indecision,
sometimes we just let it slip away—
this love of mine is as old as the hills, cutting deep
into poetry that sings,
I suppose it makes sense
considering
I see your name and say it softly out loud;
silvered, like the moon
even the smallest traces of you make me radiate,
make me glow,
you say
I leave lipstick notes without a care in the world—
only time will tell.
Photo credits: Jarek Puczel Painting, Pinterest
A potpourri of words from Skylover Wordlist: Lambent,
illusion, chained, curiosity, strip, silver. 💝
Posted for Weekly Scribblings @ Poets and Storytellers United
34 Responses
Oh wow! As I always say you write one of the best romantic poems and this is no exception. The yearning, the loss of time track, thirst for the lips….gosh all so beautiful…
Thank you so much, Vandana 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
I’m echoing Vandana’s “Oh wow!” Especially when I got to this line: “this love of mine is as old as the hills”. Somehow, your poems makes the old phrase fresh and relatable. There is nothing tired or cliché about love that makes us feel like it has been in our heart since the world was made.
Great take on the prompt, Sanaa. I love it!
Thank you so much, Magaly 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
(and thank you for the glorious prompt) 🌹
Yes,it’s gorgeous – and vey well done, to make several clichés seem fresh.
Thank you so much, Rosemary 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Romantic and beautiful, you’ve done it again, Sanaa! I especially enjoyed:
‘your lambent green eyes
generate
a slight intake of breath
and before I could realize, I lost track of time’
and
‘this love of mine is as old as the hills’.
Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
I love the close, Sanaa… lipstick notes make for a very vivid image.
Thank you so much, Rajani 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
I, too, greatly admire the lipsticky notes, and the way you open & close with the same line. Well done, Sanaa!
Thank you so much, Ron 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Only time will tell … brings back warm, wonderful memories of my grandmother ~~ cannot estimate how often she said it. Your poem is beautiful.
Thank you so much, Helen 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
“Strip the night of indecision” … is that a new cliché or an old one that’s new to me? Whichever, I like it! You DO do romance well, my friend!
Thank you so much, Beverly 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Oh… “strip the night of indecision” as if there isn’t any choice in the matter at all. Only time will tell one way or the other. So delightful in its seduction as it slips away, as time is wont to do.
Thank you so much, Lori 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Yours is seductive, and romantic too. You certainly put those cliches into good use. 😀 <3
Thank you so much, Khaya 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Being in love plays with our notions of time. All we know is any time spent with our beloved is time spent in heaven.
Thank you so much, Rommy 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Luv the whisper that is “silvered, like the moon”
Happy Wednesday Sanaa
Much💝love
Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
Much love ….
Sigh, you write romance like no one else. “this love of mine is as old as the hills, cutting deep into poetry that sings” Just one line of the many I love…
Awwww gosh!💄❤️ Thank you so much, Susie 😀 so glad you enjoyed it! 💄❤️
In so many of your poems Sanaa, you write so well of love and emotions. I always feel that yearning in your expressive words and the sadness they portray.
Thank you so much, Robin 🙂 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
“lipstick notes”… beautiful as is the painting!
Thank you so much, Margaret 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
This encompasses so much:
“Come, strip the night of indecision,
sometimes we just let it slip away—
this love of mine is as old as the hills, cutting deep
into poetry that sings,”
The longing and invitation asking to remove the indecision that exists between two, while the comfort and reassurance of love that exists.
Yes, “time will tell” but is there enough time? Another well-versed soft veil of passion, Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Joel 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
“even the smallest traces of you make me radiate,
make me glow”
I love this; wonderful!
Thank you so much, Jenna 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️