The irresistible allure of his sleep-laden eyes

Spread the love

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

Comments

  1. 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” 😀

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Merril 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️

  2. “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.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Awww gosh! Thank you so much, Glenn 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️

  3. Sunra Rainz says:

    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

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Sunra 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️

      It was a joy having you with us tonight!

  4. Scott Hastie says:

    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

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Scott 🙂 so glad you liked it 💄❤️

  5. 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!!

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Tricia 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️

  6. “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!

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Ron 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️

  7. 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.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Colleen 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️

  8. rog leach says:

    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

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Rog 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️

  9. Ingrid says:

    No need to apologise, Sanaa! Your words capture the intensity of love’s intoxication ❤️

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Ingrid 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️

  10. Marion Horton says:

    Oh to be so absorbed in love – beautifully written. ❤

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Marion 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️

  11. 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,

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Dwight 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️

  12. Gillena Cox says:

    Apology accepted☺ in our tribe, you’ re the queen of romantic. Bravo for written and for read

    Much💖love

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️

      Much love back …

  13. Punam says:

    So, so good, Sanaa! Totally swoon worthy! Loved listening to the recording.💞💞

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Punam 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️

  14. Bjorn Rudberg says:

    As usual so very very romantic, especially love how you used the word ache.
    As we all know “Love Hurts”

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️

  15. Ken Gierke says:

    I’m enjoying your love poems, especially hearing your reading.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Ken 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️

  16. Imelda says:

    You write about romance with such passion. 😊

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Imelda 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️

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