Midnight Ink

Midnight Ink

A Poem by Robin
"

Bliss

"

 

 

midnight through venetian blinds

 

the city murmurs below 

 

your bed of satin dreams

 

a red candlelit shrine

 

our naked prelude 

 

my fingertips trace your spine 

 

 

slowly  ...

 

 

caressing each moment

 

a velvet whisper

 

you lean into me

 

and a sliver of light

 

catches my breath

 

prismatic 

 

radiant  

 

a cascade of midnight ink 

 

flowing through your eyes

 

ethereal

 

indelible

 

bliss ~


© 2011 Robin



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Vivid from the outset. "Midnight through venetian blinds" sets the tone perfectly - atmospheric, romantic, urban, a juxtaposition of simple nature and simple utilitarianism. Soft, breathy sounds throughout capture the feel, plenty of sibilance and short syllables capture the soft, intimate, growing excitement, we feel you close, your breath starting to accelerate, softly, with excitement... the tension is built beautifully, but delicately in this poem, it has loads of feel. This is a poem about anticipation, and the reader feels it ;-)

Posted 6 Years Ago


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'and a sliver of light  
catches my breath'

great imagery great write

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Vivid from the outset. "Midnight through venetian blinds" sets the tone perfectly - atmospheric, romantic, urban, a juxtaposition of simple nature and simple utilitarianism. Soft, breathy sounds throughout capture the feel, plenty of sibilance and short syllables capture the soft, intimate, growing excitement, we feel you close, your breath starting to accelerate, softly, with excitement... the tension is built beautifully, but delicately in this poem, it has loads of feel. This is a poem about anticipation, and the reader feels it ;-)

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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Man, I wish...I wish...I wish I could be in this place. Very nice, sir; sensual, thoughtful, and all around gorgeous piece you've written up here. You speak to the yearnings of good men, I'd say.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Simply beautiful, Robin.. a striking vision.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Another favorite of yours

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love romantic poems.. :) I love the way the city continues in all it's mundane existence, oblivious to the magical experience occurring above.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is a beautiful piece. I really love the sensuality of it. I've always enjoyed the play of moonlight and in fact, any light coming through darkness.

Beautiful piece.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This poem read as a photograph, with its own kind of light in a some exotic location, with some fantastic lover! I can see why you like surrealism.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Penetrating deep, to the core of indelible acts, the ink begins to slowly bleed as the candlelight flickers through velvet shades of dreamland and moonshine against the May leaves of a butterfly as beautiful as the name Robin

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I find it hard to believe men like you exist, your words are like honey =)

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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