I am a cloud

I am a cloud

A Poem by Matthew Kult
"

Your whispers warm me so....

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I felt you
Lying next to me
Singing sweet whispers
touching my soul

Your sweet kiss
nourishing the very
core of my existence.

I am a boy floating
in an eternal
sea drifting endlessly
lost without you

Being change into a man
by your touch feeling
the pureness that
you offer me.

I am a cloud
in your sky.
Who will sometimes
turn the light
into shadows

But I am forever yours.

© 2011 Matthew Kult


Author's Note

Matthew Kult
inspired by Lily Mae's "softly in the night"

http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Lily-Mae/725963/



Featured Review

I enjoyed reading the gentle cadence of this poem. However, the most striking stanzas were the ones in which you speak of transformation:

I was a boy floating
in an eternal
sea drifting endlessly
lost without you.

Dreaming of you
dancing in a crystal
clear blue sky
while riding the waves
of self loathing.

Gaining insight into
life and love
changing into a man
with your gentle touch
feeling
the pureness that
you offer.

The juxtaposition of images is really effective and they cement the reader's attention. It's highly emotive and has all the trappings of a romantic poem.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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wonderful expression, the surrender complete

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

very ethereal for you matthew and quite beautiful. i like this side of you!

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Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

this is the elemental lightness of 'being'~ humanly heavenly~

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Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Matthew Kult

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