Awaking, you follow the scents of dawn.
Morning. Where do you go today?
Will you path jasmine or sandalwood?
Or, you will let lavender take a lead gentle?
Suddenly, you find yourself at the lips of a river,
Touched by the aquarelle of sunshine
It runs away from you at tease, only to marry haven far away.
Eyes closed, you long for the reunion dulcet.
No time lost. It’s here, it’s back.
Instantly, you sense youth and innocence, all bare, all free.
With each draw, each heartbeat, you tremble closer to it.
Scents intimate.
Leaving no clothes on, you melt in at your want.
All pure and fervent you submit to its charge
Only to be by its side, when it meets heaven.
Morning rhapsody
© Copyright: Fern, 2004
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Thank you! I am truly glad you felt it through! You know, most of my poems are written that way, especially the ones allied with the feelings amorous. You can read it and don’t see anything in it, but if a true feeling of love was present just once in your life, regardless of time, place or the involved, you see it right-away, for you lived it through, all way through… to most hopes :). Thank you friend and thank you!
Fern 02.09.2004 21:21 Заявить о нарушении
Fern 02.09.2004 21:21 Заявить о нарушении
No! Really and truly thank YOU! I have read your poems and cannot decide which one I like the most for each of them is unique, and I consider each of them as a piece of poetic jewelry. There is feeling in them, true sentiment which made me recall the best of me that I have forgotten so long ago:) but also there is a professional skill, a true mastery of the language which is admirable. And please believe me that these are no empty words of praise but an expression of true admiration for your art.
yours truly,
Гладиатор 02.09.2004 23:32 Заявить о нарушении
yours truly,
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