I WOULD...IF I COULD

A poem...who knew?

I would trail my words,

   Like gentle fingertips,

Along the flesh of your mind.

Feeling the shiver,

  Hearing the moan.

So intoxicatingly sublime.

 

I would taste your response,

   Like pearls on the tongue,

Rich beyond simple imagining.

Trembling with ardor,

   Gasping with need,

Every cell compelled to sing.

 

I would burn your soul,

   Living fire from within,

That sears you to your core.

Scorching inhibitions away,

   Melting reason and rhyme,

Bringing you ever back, for more.

I would...if I could...

 

Author's Note

Whether it's about physical union...or the meshing of minds...there is something incredibly intoxicating when like spirits connect.

Reviews

[Tony Jordan]

This speaks of love on a whole other plane. (Not the mile-high knee-trembler in United Airlines toilet type of plane) .; p
The type of joining that is beyond the physical. Pure energies merging and being way more than the sum of them. Such a love - such a 'meeting' is forever burned into the psyche... regardless of whether any physical conjoining occurs.
This is brilliant ReedWrite

[ReedWrite]

Thank you, Tony.
Yes...not a lot of reviewers picked up on that...this wasn't written as a reference to a physical union...but to something more. Something deeper and richer. Something that brands the soul. When all is said and done, if we're talking love, the physical joining of two people should be an expression of that kind of love...then again, I'm a hopeless romantic...lol.
Thank you for reading and commenting, Tony.

[William Liston]

This piece fills my heart with warmth ... it's certainly beautiful in its ethereal descriptions and almost dream-like in its essence ... I felt like I was floating on clouds as I read it. It definitely proves your author's note correct ... there is indeed "something incredibly intoxicating when like spirits connect." This reminds me of the poem "Variations on the Word Sleep" by Margaret Atwood: https://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/variation-word-sleep

I enjoyed ... keep writing.

- William Liston

[ReedWrite]

Thank you so much for your review, William. There is nothing more fulfilling than reading how your work impacts others, especially if it is in a positive way. Thank you for the link to 'Variations of the Word Sleep'. I will check that out.

[Richard🖌]

I thought i smelled smoke when I logged-on ...whew!
Seems to me you're doing quite a good job of it already, and 'if" you "could" any better, we'd have to call out the fire brigade … LOL!
I can just see the guys all queuing-up and elbowing each other out of the way to read this one. ; )

Beautifully rendered in splendid poetic voice, I think nerves I forgot exist have come alive!
Goodness, Poetess … someone poured radioactive ink into your inkwell.
I love it, and can't thank you enough for brightening the evening … just hope I can sleep tonight! ⁓ Richard

[ReedWrite]

LOL...awww...sweet Bard. I doubt there will be a line to read this one...but I am glad YOU did. Hopefully, it speaks to you on more than one level. I'm so glad it brightened your evening, but I'm not sure I want you to sleep tonight. Just sayin. :)

[Richard🖌]

Ummm … ya ever feel like the deer a headlight? GULP!

[Richard🖌]

"in" a headlight?
Sheesh, something seems to be getting to my typing … LOL!

[ReedWrite]

Shaking fingers? LOL...it's okay. I know how to read between the lines. Hugs.

[Richard🖌]

That's good, 'cause I'm beginning to see reflections … ha-hahhh!

[GKN]

What an amazing poem! Body and mind intertwine very well in this piece.

[ReedWrite]

Thank you so much, GKN. I appreciate the read and review.