Brushing Destiny:

Forever loses to the past......eternity succumbs to tomorrow's changes....still the heart knows, once upon a time before the world came calling.....there was love.......real love.

Love's religion,

A shadow for soft eyelids,

Where milk-skin painted miracles,

A faint dawn upon flesh;

A whisper paled, in the cloud light;

Save me...

 

 

 

 

...Save me sighs pulsate,

Losing breath in the small of her back,

Where the rose petal clings;

A cradled silhouette,

From yesterday;

Hold me...

 

 

 

 

....Hold me from a distance; as

Sepia eyes watch silently,

This wingless bird, fallen from a shadowed sky,

Those pallid words,

Bleeding beneath skin

So fragile...

 

 

 

 

....So fragile....

Her dream milk, burning breasts;

A cruel arch of desire,

A fevered dance

Searing the grape of his flesh;

Yet, somehow....

 

 

 

 

...Somehow...

His heartbeat, a red song,

Whispering words unsaid,

Echoes from the distance

As if it were air;

...As if it were air.......

 

  

Reviews

[Neon]

What a wonderful piece, i liked the methodology of writing the enormous poem. The continuation of lines's what i loved the much. All stanzas're very nice and beautiful to read. It's a feel of the heart, the pain, the love ... the honesty of the heart's which's spread right int the form of words. It's a very throbbing poem with the sentiments of heart. Very nicely penned. Beautiful work.