You touch me like dusk—
slow, deliberate,
as if the dark were silk to unfold.
The room holds its breath.
Between us, something fragile shivers,
half sin, half prayer.
Your words move like smoke, finding
places
even silence hides.
I am made of quiet surrender—
the kind that hums, not breaks.
There is a hunger that waits
beneath my calm,
a shadow that trembles to be seen.
It rises when you look at me—
fevered and sweet,
like stillness aching to be touched.
Thunder stirs beyond the window,
the wind tasting of rain
and want.
Lightning weaves through clouds
just as I open
like a field before the storm.
If this is ruin, let it be velvet—
soft, endless,
and gentle with the promise
of another breath.
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32 Responses
Oh my! Those last two stanzas!!! WOW!
Thank you so much, Lillian 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Oh Sanaa, I love the surrender! Wow! Beautiful my friend ❤️☺️
Thank you so much, Christine 😍 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Gorgeous, Sanaa, from ‘you touch me like dusk’ to ‘between us, something fragile shivers, half sin, half prayer’ and ‘words move like smoke, finding places even silence hides’.
Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Wonderful… to me it feels very much like it could be written by Neruda…
Just bring another breath like this
That is such high praise!
Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Spectacularly sensual. For those who know. One of your best.
Thank you so much, Colleen 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Sensory and sensual–the ending makes me feel like I’ve stepped into a romance novel. 💙
Thank you so much, Merril 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Visually sensual and your words capture it all. 🙂
Thank you so much, Charlie 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Cinematic! What a scene!
Thank you so much, Jay 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
ooh la la, Sanaa, your poem is stirring, bringing back moments of passion from the past.
Thank you so much, Lisa 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Beautifully romantic, Sanaa.
❤️❤️❤️
O sweet annilation. Nothing else you can do with “velvet ruin” than surrender to it.
Thank you so much, Brendan 😀 so glad the poem spoke to you 💄❤️
You read this poem so beautifully today, Sanaa. It’s wonderful but as I said, I especially was caught by, “a shadow that trembles to be seen” — so absolutely evocative of tremulous yet undeniable passion.
Awww gosh! Thank you so much, Dora 😍 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Beautifully wrought and such liquidity of language that it pours like wine from the lips.
Thank you so much, Anna 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Lovely to hear you read this yesterday, Sanaa – I note that whilst you too have been drawn to write about politics, you remind us that there is more to life (love) and your poems are a balm to the spirit…
I particularly liked
“The room holds its breath.
Between us, something fragile shivers,
half sin, half prayer.”
and
“If this is ruin, let it be velvet—”
Thank you so much, Andrew 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
It was wonderful to hear you read this lovely poem the other day, Sanaa! A truly gorgeous write. 💕
Thank you so much, Punam 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
I love that the room holds its breath.
Thank you so much, Melissa 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️