Soft, sensual, certain,
the decadence of dusk flows freely into throat,
into the small of my back,
as emotion comes alive with possibilities afire—
he and only he is image,
muse of darker than mauve longing.
Is it unpredictability or comfort of knowing?
Language of touch
or aftermath of losing myself in thought that lures?
A passing glance,
a sugar rush, part of me will always wonder if I have
the same effect on him;
as petals of white kiss the late summer wind,
it’s possible
I was half asleep all this time.
I am autumn stretched out with eyes closed;
know that first
and foremost I am used to giving by enlivening
the senses,
as the season deepens with graceful boughs—
I am night from which the ocean borrows salt,
the blackberries
their tartness sweet,
and yet, the voice I hear from within resembles his,
similar to when water touches the sand.
Allow me to place a whisper tender in perfect
scented hollow,
I make no apology for embracing emotion,
lifting gently
I arrive as chariot of nature’s flame;
I cannot help admiring everything he represents,
sometimes he needs me to define
what it is: every rule, every facet,
every element, every shade,
until lips
pronounce them, ‘the taste of berried enticement,’
until the mind is full.
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This brought out the juiciest of words from you Sanaa – a gorgeously sensual poem and you had me right from the start:
“the decadence of dusk flows freely into throat,
into the small of my back,”
Thank you so much, Laura 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
So many images of berries as metaphors for a lover’s attraction.
Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Stunning and so many lines to delicately nibble on….” I am night from which the ocean borrows salt, the blackberries, their tartness sweet” . This line was so thought-provoking….”Is it unpredictability or comfort of knowing?” Aww, both can be so wonderful.
Awww gosh! Thank you so much, Mish 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
(and thank you for the glorious prompt) 🌹
Sanaa,
You fill our minds full with the sensual taste of fruit that is quintessential romance, love, absorption in the lover. Beautifully written.
pax,
dora
Thank you so much, Dora 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Lush and tasty, Sanaa!
Thank you so much, Lisa 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
I cannot help admiring everything he represents,
sometimes he needs me to define what it is:
Love the long rendition to offer good thinking, Sanaa! Often some mysterious mystics that lingers in mind on what it is that turns him on. It is being healthy in thinking that secures good answers.
Hank
Thank you so much, Hank 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Oh mercy, this was berry berry sensuous, and luscious as a plump magenta grape on the vine!!
Thank you so much, Beverly 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
“lifting gently/ I arrive as chariot of nature’s flame.” and “a passing glance, a sugar rush” and so much more. One wonders what emotional depths you plumb to find all the wondrous way to be in love, and out of it.
Thank you so much, Glenn 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
You are so in love Sanaa. ❤️ As I said last Thursday, I love reading your work. It has the heat of bread fresh from the oven, soft to the careful touch, with its intoxicating aroma, and wonderful taste. Always well written my friend! 🙂
Aww gosh! Thank you so much, Rob 😀 so pleased to know you enjoy reading my poems! 💄❤️
I love where you went with this challenge … sensual / sensitive / scintillating.
Thank you so much, Helen 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Read this to him and you will have explained it perfectly.
Will do! ❤️❤️❤️
Bravo. You never cease to WOW me Sanaa
Much💖love
Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Much love back
So romantic, gorgeously rendered!
Thank you so much, Mrityunjay 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
Deliciously sensual, Sanaa! Every metaphor worth savouring languorously. 💞💞
Thank you so much, Punam 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Love. The fruit for all seasons. How lovely, Sanaa. Thanks.
Thank you so much, Selma 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Your words are always filled with romance. Beautiful Sanaa.
❤️❤️❤️
“it’s possible
I was half asleep all this time.”
I love that! <3
Thank you so much, Jenna 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
A very alluring love poem full of the beauty of connection….
A passing glance,
a sugar rush, part of me will always wonder if I have
the same effect on him;
The answer is definitely Yes!
Thank you so much, Dwight 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Berry me in shovelfuls of your sweet words!
Thank you so much, Eric 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Sanaa, your poem is luscious.
I love the use of “I am” “I am” “I am” – I think I may have to play with that myself!
Much love,
David
Thank you so much, Ben 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Such evocative images! I want to say I am speechless, but that is a lie. I’m never speechless. But my words don’t have the depth I find in yours.
Awww gosh! Thank you so much, Mary 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
normally i avoid making personal observations based on poems, but i’m going out on a limb and say youre in love… good for you! this is beautiful, very well written
Thank you so much, Phillip 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️