Lacquered

Lacquered Upon these nights indentured to its end we blur the minutes and the linear perceptions of hop-scotched hours bent loses it weight as we circumnavigate each community of our skins Lacquered with licks and lips nibbling each vineyard grape Tuscan Country tomatoes basked in italian wines mosaics "Divine" they call it This sensuality foreplay how time leaps forward when lost in a kiss forgetting the rest of the nymphs in the starlight newly naked night Lacquered I am a slave to this skin as we collide meteors expressing supernovas mastering how to swim in heaven lovingly Lacquered

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

"Lacquered

I am a slave to this skin
as we collide
meteors
expressing supernovas
mastering how to swim
in heaven

lovingly

Lacquered "

A very nice poem. Thank you for sharing...:)

[Butch Decatoria]

No problem, thanks for reviewing, you are very kind.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)

[Frieda P]

Love this, it's like a beautiful bountiful melody lacquered...not sure which I like better

we blur the minutes
and the linear perceptions
of hop-scotched hours bent
loses it weight as we
circumnavigate
each community of our skins
or
Tuscan Country tomatoes
basked in italian wines
mosaics
Now, that's poetry to my ears!

[Butch Decatoria]

thanks so much