The Ecstasy of Hauntings

In recollection of that first sweet bliss xo

You were my Eden’s kiss

My first sweet bliss

Now ageless etchings

On steamed mirrors of my mind

Whisper to me in the wildness

And I lay bare my soul

My mind disrobed

In this place of darkling dreams

Searching here in the ache of wanting you

Not a day without the taste of your name

Reflections of your warm touch

Drenched in our wanton euphoria

As I trembled on the sheets

Where you were the raging rivers

That flooded my ocean

Surging waves rippling across me still

Rushing thrusts of liquid fire

And here are my wishings

Do you yet think of me

When night sings in the sacred blackness over us?

I want to hear the wind whisper “Yes”

As there are sweet sighs even now

In the ecstasy of the hauntings. 

Author's Note

We hold restless ghosts in those dark caverns of the soul… and they will wander until we answer the question: “Do you keep me here because of what we were, or do you keep me here because of what we could have been?”

Reviews

[Marlene]

a very nice poem, i once was a poet as yourself. the pain and emotions danced on my paper. i let mysterious feelings soothe my soul. i sort of lost it but i think ur bringing it back to me. very inspiring very nice

[Echoes of Eros]

Marlene, thank you for making my day with the depth and kindness of your soul. I believe your poetry was only hiding, like the wildness of tulips under the heavy winter snow, waiting to rise and flood the world with color. xo

[NymphetamineDame]

This is absolutely beautiful. I can't even find the words, only that it's a lovely something to read before I drift off to sleep.

[Echoes of Eros]

May you have sweet dreams of ecstasy, dear poet. Thank you for your sweet words. xo

[Dawn]

It's awesome how you're able to invoke such passionate, steamy feelings without using any smutty words at all. This is a gift for expression. I feel like f*****g someone now. Good work. :)

[Echoes of Eros]

Love that you were here to read, Dawn, and that my words could make you feel that sweet, wild hunger. May you find all you wish for this weekend. :)

[DIVYA]

A perfect reflection on a much cherished love and the beauty of the lasting images etched on the mind. A lovely song of love, adoration and longing fills the heart reading this haunting poem. Very stunning artwork to accompany the poem. Great poetry Eros...

[Echoes of Eros]

You always bless my page with your presence. There is beauty found in remembering, even in those haunted places of your mind. Thank you for sharing your soul here.

[DIVYA]

I agree with you totally that there is much bliss in fond memories. You are welcome Eros. It is a pleasure to review your breathtaking writing.

[RAOrourke]

As there are sweet sighs even now
In the ecstasy of the hauntings...Loved these words! They ring so true to so many who have loved like this! Well done, you captured me from the beginning and your words were so detailed and evoked such emotion and remembrance! Well done!

[Echoes of Eros]

So thankful for your thoughts shared here, and for a new friend at the Cafe! Looking forward to walking through your heart and soul in letters and lines. xo

[J Otero]

Because we all wonder if we are still a thought in someones mind well after all is said and done. Thank you for this piece. It definitely made me remember a person..or two. :)

[Echoes of Eros]

Precious poet, I so appreciate you, and hope your memories stirred thoughts of bliss and not sorrow. This was a poem asked of me by one in a cold marriage who was thinking again about her first love. Bittersweet recollections. xo

[Rob Santana]

Interesting piece. "I want to hear the wind whisper "yes" my favourite line.

[Echoes of Eros]

Rob, I'm thankful you stopped to share your thoughts here. A Cali-original too! Born near San Francisco, then lived a few years down in Costa Mesa. xo

[Rob Santana]

Oh cool!!! Hell yeah!!! What's up brother!!! Hahaha. Cali living baby!!!

[Echoes of Eros]

Haha! Oh, I wish! Miss the ocean so much, and the warmer temps. Enjoy every minute of it, please!!!

[Kenaz]

"Now ageless etchings
On steamed mirrors of my mind"

I would think that etchings on a steamed mirror would be more fleeting. Or is the moment so enchanting that you remember it forever in the back of your mind? You make me think with this one

[Echoes of Eros]

Kenaz, so good to read your comments. Let this week flow with sweet fire. xo