Winter's Breath

Winter's Breath

A Poem by Angel of Heart's
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Stilled in intricate hues of emerald hush, his fingertips reach the palette of my soul.....beyond the eclipse of shadow.....bleeding silk whispers of rapture...his essence lingers in perfumed winds..

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A candle rasp... bares a  fingers tip to lips, where winter's breath hinders the flush of bloom;

The light in your eyes, a flicker in the distance

Too far away to touch, I shiver in the distant breeze of  phantasmal passing;

Softly, your breath, blends into the night wind,

Reaching through the realms of impossibility.

Gently you stroke these parched lips,

My body, dissolves upon this long baptism, forming the web where our shadows play,

We are two...in the candour of the listless morning, and

Time...becomes the fire in which we burn...

 

 

The corners of a dream, tangled in Winter's breeze are

Set free upon the wings of your strength,

For I am undernourished like the craving arms of poverty,

Tasting words, abandoned, once upon another time;

Where moments wrapped gold.... slipping the crimson wet of petals

Across the silks of the milky soul, where heaven whispered your name

Into the hallow of an abandoned wish;

I hold the sky in my hands, pouring my heart into the arms of an angel

Who reminded these broken wings how to fly again...

 


Lips yearn touch, the softness of a mouth forgotten,

Body trembles into the wake of sacred salvation, searing the tongue,

Straddling want, tasting breath beneath pacing desire;

Your tender twilight, stirs in crisp whispers,

Meditating on shivers, that hum through diamond wire in silver dagger twilight,

Fingertips brush the edge of a heartbeat,

As I take you inside, so deep within intoxication

Lost in the caress of fingers on skin, tangled in ecstasy;

Raging;

Rocking in the pendulum of thirsty embrace...

 

 

 

The warmth of your breath....lingers in the sea of night,

Mingling moonlight spreading in the drift upon shadowed kisses .....devouring unspoken euphoria,

Spilled from a parched throat, in the Sabbath of the heart;

Torn beneath the breath of surrender, hinged eyelids, frost in closure,

Peer through corners, for just

One moment in time

To photograph the memory of your lips against my body

Spelling "I love you" in the silence  behind your tongue......................

    

© 2013 Angel of Heart's


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What a gorgeous writer you are...my only hang up is the font in blue...hard to read you without squinting.

To photograph the memory of your lips against my body
Spelling "I love you" in the silence behind your tongue......................


"I love the ending, bravo"

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Angel of Heart's

11 Years Ago

Thank you for taking time to embrace my words it means much to this heart :)
and the font colo.. read more



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Moving. This poem so full of light and heat dignifies the intimacy between lovers. Intelligence and experience...oh the experience necessary to write such a lovely tribute to the expression of love. Bless you for this masterpiece.

Posted 11 Years Ago


You spoke of the depth of your love through a fitting poetic device for a love poem. Your linguistic style is classic it conveys passion and a more mature love, a love that transcends the test of time.

The the intensity of a poem is not measured in the quantity of expression but in the quality or depth of expression and you had just done that. Awesome write, Angel. Baroque and fashionably sexy.

Posted 11 Years Ago


What a gorgeous writer you are...my only hang up is the font in blue...hard to read you without squinting.

To photograph the memory of your lips against my body
Spelling "I love you" in the silence behind your tongue......................


"I love the ending, bravo"

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Angel of Heart's

11 Years Ago

Thank you for taking time to embrace my words it means much to this heart :)
and the font colo.. read more
I love the ardor and the intensity of passion with which this poetry is written. The longing for such fulfillment never ceases and the flames burn brightly until the end of time.
I loved this work of art. Thanks you for sharing it.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Angel of Heart's

11 Years Ago

Dear one....I am always so grateful when you brush my page with your beautiful smile...
You wa.. read more
English at its finest:)


Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Angel of Heart's

11 Years Ago

You are so very sweet...thank you......:)
poetry-kiddo alienbaba

11 Years Ago

I am Sugarcaneman....last of the Titans.
(^_*)
very nicely penned. big deal of love and passion. i love how the effect of togetherness would be like as you have imaged it. it is a really nice enjoying poem. only one thing i didnt like..the font color..it was really hard to read..

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Angel of Heart's

11 Years Ago

I am so very happy that this write evokes such emotion within you.....Bless you Khalid :)
khalid

11 Years Ago

it really does. welcome

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Added on February 9, 2013
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