The Receiving of the Flower

I have turned into words; made his tongue a means
of expression and given in to Spring,
I imagine the water lilies shy away,
in truth yearn for his long lashes as he gazes upon the sky,
the night and I are restless companions–
we love depths where we can drown.

The spot where we lay bare undressing each other’s
hearts is now a huge mass of flowers–
yellow gladioli and pink carnations,
I kiss him and observe as he breaks into stars,
the curve of his mouth tastes somewhat like a sonnet
to me, it’s uncanny how water lilies
quiver while dewy bulrushes glisten.

Come spin me around, tease equilibrium, I want to
feel the rush of you,
hints of roses, lilies, red fruits, complex with touches
of coffee and chocolate,
my sighs dance around your name every chance
they get– fluent in waves
and all things that demand silence.
I wonder, if lips are meant to travel along the collarbone
then why does skin
blush in their absence, it’s time to find out.

 

 

 

 

Photo credits: Pinterest 

Poem inspired by “Water Lilies” by Claude Monet (1916 – 1919) and title of a Mayan love poem
translated by Michael. R. Burch, ‘The receiving of the flower.’ 🩷

Posted for Announcing OLN today – and an opportunity to join us LIVE on Saturday @dVerse Pub

30 Responses

  1. Gillena Cox says:

    “the curve of his mouth tastes somewhat like a sonnet”

    Wow Sanaa the way you sculp your words!!!Bravo.

    Thanks for dropping by my blog.

    Much♡love

    • Sanaa says:

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

      Much love back to you!

  2. A stunning poem, Sanaa! The opening stanza had me hooked immediately, especially: ‘I have turned into words; made his tongue a means / of expression’. I also love ‘The spot where we lay bare undressing each other’s / hearts is now a huge mass of flowers’ and ‘I kiss him and observe as he breaks into stars’. Oh, and ‘my sighs dance around your name every chance / they get’. Wow!

  3. lillian says:

    Okay, my dear. You MUST read this poem on Saturday. It is absolutely beautiful and melds into the Water Lilies painting you’ve used for inspiration. I love it all….and these words,
    “I kiss him and observe as he breaks into stars,
    the curve of his mouth tastes somewhat like a sonnet
    to me, it’s uncanny how water lilies
    quiver while dewy bulrushes glisten.”
    are delectable!

    • Sanaa says:

      Yes, I am planning to read this one! Thank you so much, Lillian 🥰 so glad you liked it! 💄❤️

  4. Helen says:

    ~~~ “we love depths where we can drown” !!! You must read this to us tomorrow.

    • Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, my dearest Helen 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️

      Yes, I will tomorrow! 🥰

  5. Ooh la la! This is a gorgeous, succulent, rich with desire, deliciously dreamy poem! Beautiful work, Sanaa!

  6. What a glorious and compelling love poem! I am shivering with delight. You have captured that feeling of being captivated… so well.

  7. msjadeli says:

    Ooh la la would love to lie with a lover in Monet’s garden. Kisses and collarbones and blushes and all the rest. Titillating at its best, Sanaa.

  8. Robbie Cheadle says:

    This is such a beautiful poem and perfectly suits my favourite Monet Neuphus painting.

  9. Once again Sanaa, your words on love have melted me into a puddle of memories of a younger time…

  10. Dwight L. Roth says:

    Beautiful Sanaa!

  11. Helen says:

    Thank you so much for reading to us today! You could actually surround yourself with candles, dim the lights next time you treat us to your sensual poetry. LOL.

  12. so many of your poems are a valentine – a rendition of true love
    “The spot where we lay bare undressing each other’s
    hearts “

  13. paeansunplugged says:

    What a gorgeous, lush poem, Sanaa! Love it. ❤️❤️

  14. Dora says:

    Sanaa, Your poem is a symphony of texture and sensual delight, music of color and taste, simply wondrous.

  15. Sunra Rainz says:

    A beautifully sensual poem, Sanaa. I was struck by these lines especially:

    “the night and I are restless companions–
    we love depths where we can drown.”

    “I kiss him and observe as he breaks into stars,
    the curve of his mouth tastes somewhat like a sonnet
    to me”

    ❤️

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