I Trace Its Spin

In between the realms where my eyes shine like the rarest stones
I call and you come promptly from places far away
Yet never could I seize the full embrace of your secret sorrow
When it arrived in new disguises from all ages passing
On those crowded streets of yesterday

Like always, you wear a robe of desire that softly whispers to me
Of a comfort that will never turn away in discontent
Seen in the soft muted colors of a promise keeping rainbow
Is now what I believe to be all I need to embrace
When seizing what is and is not meant

A soft fire dances in the pleasure of a circling gleam of pursuit
I trace its spin barely visible with my fingertips
All that I may learn still lies here to be discovered
When I knock upon the doors of heaven
With gentle kisses from my lips

In between the realms where my eyes shine like the rarest stones
I am caught in the full embrace of your secret sorrow
I called you and you came to me within what is meant to be
When my heart knocked upon the doors of heaven
I walked in and your heart followed

Reviews

[CalebSchadeck]

very nicely written, the flow of the poem keeps the reader interested till the end very nice piece!

[Chris Smith Welshpoetcs]

Always a joy to read your words my friend.

[FJ Davis]

Heard a whisper that I should be taking your poetry literally. Not sure yet whether I'm ready to listen.
Great work!

[Crowley]

This seemed effortless, not sure if it was or not, but the flow was outstanding and the images painted a relaxed and romantic shape. Loved this.....

[emmajoy]

Myth-like poetry, romantic, mysterious, like the ebb and flow of the sea .. way out of reach to your reader but engulfing you from past to present ..

[jerry atrixx]

Well done.