Dark Winds

 

You charm me like fog
rising from a fine halo's mist
springing forth from the dark winds of night
 
I succumb  and heed the call
longing for your touch and tender kiss
a curiosity overwhelms me,I cannot resist
 
You intrigue me like moonlight and mirrors
both crystal and onyx reflect
Allusive mysteries of life and death
 
I seek to know the powers of your mind
in an aura of sweet caress
perhaps,a smooth voice whisp'ring love,I pictureque
 
You possess my midnight thoughts
like magic writing my soul
a slight of hand with words I've never known
 
I linger in your legerdemain dream
inhaling its mystical calm
returning to the same dark winds to which I belong
 

Reviews

[Michael X]

left me breathless poetess of mystical charm you are fran, I loved this an the readers heart can't help but fall under your midnight spell of silence and seduction reaping forth the nights wind in its call of beauty and power overwhelming the heart, magical is the way the words sweep over like a cloud passing through moonlight, your words reflect silver intuition, capturing the beauty of mysterious wonderment, as to
read you is to fall into the arms of possessive enchantment, absolutely magnificent.. as your talent sings

[Lizanne]

I find magic in this piece. You know the use of the stones and the magical qualities they possess. A brilliant writing-
"Like magic writing my soul, a slight of hands with words I've never known." Munificent! For me to remember that line without referring back to the poem shows the striking effect it has of implanting itself into the mind. Absolutely magic. Meant to be written, but most of all meant to be read.

[deeps]

Dang I just love this write so very much
It's so awesome Fran and so is that Picture.
This is just amazing all around.
Let's see it's Coolness my friend.

[bluessadmood]

Oh my friend you never stop the magic,how I am thrilled reading this..what beauty
You thrill me,rise from a halo s mist in a dark night,I succumb and reach for the call
How I long for a touch,How for a kiss,So curious overwhelmed,just cant resist
You so excite me tells me of moonlight,so shiny has all mysteries of death and life
I seek to feel power of your mind comes with sweet caress,a smooth voice whispering love
You possessed my midnight thoughts,like magic writing my soul,few hands told words i never known
I linger in your magic dream,inhaling all the calm mysteries,and returning to my dark winds where I belonged
Such beauty,such writing ,breath taking,you really show the loveliness and power of words
lovely write..

[bluessadmood]

ha ha,those were some lovely days past..how sweet memories..how are you my friend.

[Fran Marie]

yes,they were indeed,thanks so much; Blues~ i am doing quite well;

[Xyve rrg]

it's haunting... i think the poem is perfect for the picture or vice versa
I like this part:
You intrigue me like moonlight and mirrors
both crystal and onyx reflect
Allusive mysteries of death and life

The moonlight and mirrors were perfect... makes it dark, gothic and mystical
Hmm... I dunno with you but wouldn't it be better if life would go first before death so it would rhyme with reflect...? I just think it would be better read that way... But I dunno, just a suggestion, hehe