Moon Wind

Once everything flickered on a hint of pleasure.....flush to fever.... to fits of dream.....clay-smeared......Love slipped softly in, holding it's breath in the shadows of the night....

Moon winds brush across naked skin;

Undo my logic, undo my fear…

 

A faint eyelash flutter,

A foreplay of glimmers through lids sewn shut;

Resting now, upon faded horizons, where oceans pool,

Along the soft-focus curve of nostalgia;

 

 

She loved him....loved him....

 

 

 

Timeless...the liquid silver;

Soft speaking patterns of his voice, an art form,

Lucid from lips, resting in upturned palms;

 

She reached for him... reached for him...

 

 

 

 

He came to her wrapped in poetic words,

A slow flame, igniting the darkness of her mind;

And while whispers gathered on the breeze;

Knew her biblically....

How powerless......distance...

 

 

 

 

Her body a sparkle shine upon wind swept storms,

Kiss to iris, sun to moon, bathed by

His silken facade, a heavenly release,

Pressed hard against her veins;

 

 

Muted prayers upon her tongue...

 

 

 

Led willingly across lush landscapes;

She knelt,

A sacrificial lamb; ivory flesh caressed,

Sweet sensuality, remembered, deep;

Like a kite rising on a sea breeze...

 

 

 

Love...the tender membrane,

A colour brush, shrouded in granite notes and steel chords,

A consummation of prophecy, vignettes of 'forever'

Written between flesh and need;

Loss, has no sound....Only a backwards glance...

 

 

 

She whispered his music,

A memory, a whispered echo, filled with mute pleas

Bitten into prayer pillows,

Marks of teeth left to tell the tale;

 

She stirs....

To fragile rose stem ribs and the splay

Of "might have been"

Her name carved upon moon winds.........

Reviews

[DIVYA]

A beautiful story of love and loss. Seduction and damnation...
Awesome imagery again and I loved these lines:

"Loss, has no sound....Only a backwards glance..."
&
"She whispered his music,
A memory, a whispered echo, filled with mute pleas
Bitten into prayer pillows,
Marks of teeth left to tell the tale;"
- so poignant and sad...

...Thanks for writing this.

[Angel of Heart's]

Bless you for the kindness of your comment....I am embraced by your warmth..:)

[Jack...]

Like a whisper soft upon my skin, like a gentle breeze so calming ,like a fierce wind all engulfing. My mind is a' wonder how and where these words originated for they seem to be not of this earth.

Love...the tender membrane,
A colour brush, shrouded in granite notes and steel chords,
A consummation of prophecy, vignettes of 'forever'
Written between flesh and need;


Loss, has no sound....Only a backwards glance...

[Acer]

I love cold-winds too. New flash it is. Nicely written.

[Angel of Heart's]

Thank you ...glad you enjoyed this one....
Nice to meet you Acer :)

[Acer]

My pleasure, Nice to meet you too Angel :-'')