Lost in the depth of his fatigue-kissed lids,
I think of clouds
scattered, as though sugar split upon black marble;
philosophy spread to one’s liking,
perhaps we are not meant
to fight the effect they have upon less
than brooding mind.
But I wouldn’t know. Not really.
I am much too engrossed in carob hues that lie
in repose before me.
I don’t want to lose this ache;
this feeling that spreads like orange marmalade, like fire
erupting in blood, in veins poetic,
can I keep him?
Hold him so that we are closer than just physical—
the sense of destiny touches upon my lips, long after his
have left,
how I wish I could tell him that intention is merely just
the beginning of journey
laid out for him to consider; a never-ending stream,
the moon, the countryside, the mountains silver hued,
his is a path I always knew I would take.
Like a forest all on its own, dark and tempting,
searching for meaning, for clandestine meetings
that eventually lead to more;
his eyes
a saucer of misread desires beckon to the Poet in me,
incessantly
they might be spiritual, they might be erotic—
for now, let me name them eloquent.
I held a perfectly shaped shell to my ear,
as though to recount husky voice,
slow breathing,
I don’t dare resist being drawn to him;
to him,
to him belongs every thought unrelated—I apologize
for being so intense.
Photo credits: “The Kiss,” by Thomas Saliot, Pinterest
Posted for Open Link Night #300 September LIVE @dVerse Poets Pub
Such a gloriously, romantic poem, Sanaa! I loved hearing you read it. ❤️ This line stood out to me because it’s such a fun and unusual simile.
“this feeling that spreads like orange marmalade” 😀
Thank you so much, Merril 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
“I think of clouds scattered, as though sugar spilt upon black marble.” Romance usually is a temporal state, steered by lust, popped up by slow blooming love; but with you, the passionate candle is ever-lit, never burning down to a smoking hot waxen puddle.
Awww gosh! Thank you so much, Glenn 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
It was lovely to hear you read this, Sanaa 🙂 These lines particularly spoke to me, and made me think of how love is such a big life-changing decision, and knowing you’ll never be the same again.
“how I wish I could tell him that intention is merely just
the beginning of journey”
“his is a path I always knew I would take.”
<3
Thank you so much, Sunra 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
It was a joy having you with us tonight!
Sanaa,
Captivating as usual, I especially liked:
“for now, let me name them eloquent.
I held a perfectly shaped shell to my ear,
as though to recount husky voice,
slow breathing,
I don’t dare resist being drawn to him;
to him…”
Thought this to be an exceptional passage
Thank you so much, Scott 🙂 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Every line just mesmerizes the reader in this one! I especially like “I don’t want to lose this ache;
this feeling that spreads like orange marmalade, like fire erupting in blood, in veins poetic” WOW!!
Thank you so much, Tricia 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
“Mesmerizing” is exactly what I had in mind, Sanaa, esp that closing “to him/ to him/ to him…”
And no apology for intensity required. Awesome work!
Thank you so much, Ron 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
My favorite parts are sugar split and carob hues and I don’t want to lose this ache. I think a shell to the ear does sound like muffled breathing and hadn’t thought of that before.
Thank you so much, Colleen 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
it is always woderful to hear you read your poems. you brought a ray of light to my day when i heard you read this . thank you
Thank you so much, Rog 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
No need to apologise, Sanaa! Your words capture the intensity of love’s intoxication ❤️
Thank you so much, Ingrid 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Oh to be so absorbed in love – beautifully written. ❤
Thank you so much, Marion 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
Beautifully written Sanaa. I love your romantic side that comes out in your poetry. Love is like handling a butterfly… the more you manipulate it the more damaged it becomes. I liked this line in particular…
the sense of destiny touches upon my lips, long after his
have left,
Thank you so much, Dwight 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Apology accepted☺ in our tribe, you’ re the queen of romantic. Bravo for written and for read
Much💖love
Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Much love back …
So, so good, Sanaa! Totally swoon worthy! Loved listening to the recording.💞💞
Thank you so much, Punam 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
As usual so very very romantic, especially love how you used the word ache.
As we all know “Love Hurts”
Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
I’m enjoying your love poems, especially hearing your reading.
Thank you so much, Ken 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
You write about romance with such passion. 😊
Thank you so much, Imelda 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️