Designated to Melt in Resistance

Different shades lie in secret above what I hoped to see
Yet the lights are out and I am free to please
The air holds forgiveness and waters all that I speak
Gathers in puddles surrounding my heartbeat

Your hands wait for the life we share to touch our despair
To find a place to glimpse what comes and goes
Hid from our sight is everything that is not quite real
Held there steadily waiting for the curtains show

The night ripples and we look into a fire to find warmth
From a time where we had reason to melt snow
‘Till we became bounded by what we hated and loved
To walk these shores of what we already know
 
Between my hands and yours lies all of our satisfaction
Where our hearts beat silently together as one
Different shades are unleashed to lie on the outside
Of what I hoped to see in the reality of none

With unfeeling bodies we created a world of our own
Full of empty fields with no gates of access
Fluctuation could be a pleasure if found eventually
With both of us openly filled, feeling blessed

Are brown and blue, shades we could charm with smiles
In our feeble attempts to stain their surface
Until the sound of our voices was spun into living
Side by side as these shaded colors of us

Do we struggle to admit we are haunted as we listen
To what is hidden that we do not understand
Lost as we attempt to free ourselves with scissors
Designated to melt in resistance in our hands

Reviews

[Maya Storm]

What is the secret dear Neva of making love with words? Tell it to me oh great one?
I usually pull words out of your poems to let you know what lines spoke to me... but this is a complete piece of art... reading again my friend :) I'm reading again.

[realmwriter]

Wow. Passionate and full of desire. A deep desire to melt into your lovers arms and stay in them forever. Cut out thine heart and feel it beat within your hand. The pulse that quickens and melts within the sand...! Very good Neva, I love it...!

[Veronica Chandler]

I often find myself reading your pieces aloud to myself; I am ever amazed how effortlessly they slide off my tongue and they always sound like silk feels; so smooth and beautiful. It is like the words are crafted with magic and they weave a spell over the reader. Spell bound once again.

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Veronica for reminding of how I used to write when my heart ached and I didn't want to write about it..........how I am now. Thank you

[Veronica Chandler]

The pleasure is all mine...

[kdpgrahi]

A good piece I put it in my library.

[Tom Benson]

This gave me the feeling of a strong bond between two people. As it progresses it then alters the impression to suggest that one of them is unsure about how long it can remain strong ... if any longer. They have gone through so much together but can it continue. Profound.

[lostboy]

sometimes i grow tired of what is real..when what is real is not what i want but what i survive ,but it is what i know. i built a gate and became free.

[Kenneth The Poet]

You are the female version of Tate Morgan, just thought you should know.

[silentpoet]

You never cease to amaze me, always leaving one wondering how you create such beauty through words...

[Rene Velez]

With unfeeling bodies we created a world of our own
Full of empty fields with no gates of access...WOW..

[∂αʌ<..]

The night ripples and we look into a fire to find warmth
From a time where we had reason to melt snow
‘Till we became bounded by what we hated and loved

these words are oozing pleasure to the eyes!

[Aidz]

Opening and closing excellent and the bits in between too, I run out of good things to say......