I cannot say, it is not certain, but the sky knows;
charcoal black and bewildering
as it normally is
when circumstances shape themselves,
I drown and drown,
bound by a force that satisfies the surge coursing
through me–
Lord, what fools us women be when it comes to men.
Where do I begin? The irrefutable charm of
his caramel brown eyes
leaves me tongue-tied,
pulls me away from the world and dives
deep into fiery amber being–
only for a moment though, and
then he’s on his way,
my heart does a somersault every time he opens
his mouth to speak,
soft syllables that pronounce me distinctly as his.
Beneath the jokes and armor, he is a romantic;
as the clouds whisper his name
and lips continue to deny the fact that they
are beguiled,
I want to taste saccharine sighs,
be one with roseate blush that permeate
from shoulder blades to toes,
I want to catch moonbeams in body and leave
a legacy he won’t soon forget,
for chiseled features don’t lie–
I want to kiss the shade of long lashes
that are both soft and loud,
so much of the conversation that follows
becomes lost in translation,
I want to cup ache in both hands
so that the world can not touch him without consent.
This is my confession; as sky continues to express
what poems hope to,
all of his curves are as lush and unshaded pasture to me,
I follow with my mouth and proclaim them
as particularly dangerous–
I need them so hold me,
come cover the slope of my mountains to the crest,
as September smiles
from a corner silently watching.
Can you imagine the extent of fervor?
Can you feel the sense of longing that jumps out in words?
I leave out details so that others don’t take the liberty
to pry and read.
He’s got a soul that stays lit and intrigues me.
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This happened after that bottle of rosé.🤭 just kidding.
As always I love your descriptive imagery.
“as sky continues to express
what poems hope to”
“I want to cup ache in both hands
so that the world can not touch him without consent”
“I want to kiss the shade of long lashes
that are both soft and loud”
“I want to taste saccharine sighs”
Love all these parts. Me, too. Me, too.
Hahaha no but you made me laugh 😀
Thank you so much, Melissa 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄💙
You read this poem so beautifully, Sanaa, I had to read it all over again! The title is a poem in itself. I love these lines:
‘…The irrefutable charm of
his caramel brown eyes
leaves me tongue-tied,
pulls me away from the world and dives
deep into fiery amber being’;
and these:
‘I want to catch moonbeams in body and leave
a legacy he won’t soon forget,
for chiseled features don’t lie–
I want to kiss the shade of long lashes
that are both soft and loud’;
and
‘I want to cup ache in both hands
so that the world can not touch him without consent’.
Awww gosh! Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄💙
Your romantic poems are gorgeously beautiful as you bring the imagery to life. Very well done. He is a lucky man to have such a romantic partner!
Thank you so much, Dwight 😀 so glad you liked it 💄💙
Sanaa, this was so deliciously romantic in every sense. For some reason I was stuck on these words:
I want to cup ache in both hands
so that the world can not touch him without consent.
Really quite stunning 😍❤️💕
Awww gosh! Thank you so much, Christine 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄💙
You had me at “irrefutable charm” , charm is indeed “irrefutable” and “saccharine sighs”…I like the understated humour in this…and sky expressing what poems hope to….there is irony and much skill in this…JIM
Thank you so much, Jim 😀 so glad the poem and its imagery appealed to you 💄💙
Oh, how I love your description of falling in love. I hope this time it’s the right man for you. Loved you reading it too.
Let’s hope so! Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so glad you like it! 💄💙
Sanaa you had me at “Lord, what fools us women be when it comes to men.” and don’t for one moment doubt that the converse is also true! After all, who could resist eating that strawberry from that clavicle…
Thank you so much, Andrew 🙂 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄💙
It was so sweet and wonderful to hear you read this beautiful piece yesterday, Sanaa
Much love,
David
Thank you so much, David 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄💙
SO romantic, Sanaa! And full of such beautiful descriptions,
“I want to kiss the shade of long lashes
that are both soft and loud,”
(And despite your words, I’m going to be prying 😂😂)
Hahahaha you’re most welcome to pry!
Thank you so much, Merril 😀 so glad you liked it 💄💙
Well you had me this time at the title! 🙂 Loved hearing you read this at OLN LIVE. The Queen of Romance!
Awww gosh! Thank you so much, Lillian 😍 so glad you enjoyed it 💄💙
Fulsome, passionate, the poem itself is as an embrace between newfound lovers breathing their magic one to another. *sigh*
Thank you so much, Dora 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄💙
Wonderful spending time with you this morning, Sanaa.
As always I thoroughly enjoy the sensuous and romantic side of Sanaa. You have mastered the genre. This line is incredibly profound … I have felt it many times with son Carl ~~ “I want to cup ache in both hands so that the world can not touch him without consent.” Thank you.
Awwww gosh! Thank you so much, Helen 😍 so glad you liked it 💄💙
I loved spending time with you too! Big hugs! 🥰
What a fantastic title. This reminds me of a young man I was smitten with in my twenties. What an amazing vibration new love is! There are many wonderful lines but this one especially jumped out at me.
“I want to cup ache in both hands
so that the world can not touch him without consent.
This is my confession; as sky continues to express
what poems hope to,”
Keep shining your light.
Thank you so much, Ali 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄💙