Illuminated

soft lips placed upon heightened anxiety
melting away the rush of darkness
beautiful daggers pull away, safety

a whisper of ebony hair catching the breeze
acting as a down pillow, falling
sleeping on a cloud, ascending down

spring of smiles, fountain of dreams
hit by a slew of silver, fluttering doves
the infinite embrace not expected

at least not from this entity:
a failure of search among angels
when all along it was a goddess

who was to reach me.

Reviews

[Pippa Stoneheart]

know what?? i love poems that don't rhyme, but still rock.. know why? 'cause I can't write one... I noticed one thing... engineers are good writers

[stellasautelle]

love it :)

[♍ Kirstin ♎]

I like it, but I didn't like reading through it and correcting punctuation and grammor as I went. I know that no one's perfect but you could have at least used capital letters, full stops and other punctuation. By doing this you could make this piece so much better.

[A.A.Romanczuk]

Ouch..this is a sensual dagger..words rushing like a waterfall and whispering enigmatically like a stream..words not enigmatic at all...to a fellow translator of the soul...
It is beautiful

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

enchanting~emotionally delectable poetic~ beautiful imagery~