At twilight when purpled lies snow;
yours is the voice I want to hear,
saccharine this ache, when you’re near.
I’m unsure where we ought to go,
it’s oddly comforting, strange, true;
you’re as rose and I, trembling dew.
This feeling, bold, knows how to grow;
there’s no limit to dark desire,
it wraps around like cloud of fire.
Your stormy lips and pert nose, beau!
They are medicine to my veins,
I wish to explore your hills, plains.
And now, hours lie subdued and slow;
how silly it is to count cost,
a blush gained for every round lost.
At twilight when purpled lies snow;
we speak of cold, prettier woes,
watch closely, as day comes to close.
At twilight when purpled lies snow;
I’m unsure where we ought to go,
this feeling, bold, knows how to grow,
your stormy lips and pert nose, beau!
And now, hours lie subdued and slow,
at twilight when purpled lies snow.
Photo credits: Person Holding a Pink Rose by Viktoria Lunyakova, Pexels.
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This is great Saanaa I love that you went beyond the 5 lines embedded poem (please just add that poem at the end)… you did great on the poem and balanced so well between darkness and desire.
Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️ Yes, I have added to the poem, thank you for guiding me!
(and thank you for the glorious prompt) 🌹
so many lovely lines! I think this is my favourite: you’re as rose and I, trembling dew.
Thank you so much, Sarah 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
How sweetly inviting this is. I specially love the 3rd and 4th stanza. Wonderfully summarized at the end.
Thank you so much, Grace 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Another lovely love poem, Sanaa! This one has the romance and passion, but there’s also a companionable feel to it that I really like.
Thank you so much, Merril 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
The burn of passion, the blossom of desire – wrapped together beautifully in your Constanza.
Thank you so much, Marion 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Lush and tender, Sanaa. The ache is palpable.
Thank you so much, Lisa 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
As always (which I love) you know how to write sensuous beautifully. Cheers Ms. Sanaa.
Thank you so much, my dearest Helen 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
“you’re as rose and I, trembling dew”… gorgeous line and I love how the poem came full circle. ❤️❤️
Thank you so much, Punam 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
This is your element, Sanaa…you romanced the constanza!
Thank you so much, Lynn 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
In the zone, always, Sanaa. You’re so good with words. Thanks for sharing.
Thank you so much, Selma 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
You added a touch of Sanaa and made the form your own. Bravo
Much💛love
Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Much love back ..
I love that stanza “And now, hours lie subdued and slow;
how silly it is to count cost,
a blush gained for every round lost.”
Beautiful!
Thank you so much, Kate 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️