Your voice floats on the air
like the heat
of a Georgia summer
You are Spanish moss
Wisteria
You are night sweat
Your memory clings to me and I
become lost
in all that is you
I want to lay my cheek
on the pillow of your lips
I want to feel your breath
on my neck like a warm zephyr
I want to swim in the mysteries
of your eyes
and never rise for air.
submitted for Poetry Pantry 126 at Poets United and
14 comments:
Very lovely! "I want to swim in the mysteries of your eyes" - just beautiful.
Whew, this is wonderfully romantic and sensual. Love it.
Loved it!
I want to lay my cheek
on the pillow of your lips...and swim in the mysteries of your eyes...a magical bit of sensuality there...
Some singers have the ability to really make a connection with their listeners.
"Heat of Georgia summer"
"night sweat"
Images I would never associate with a lover
Maybe I need to live in Georgia sometime !
:-)
cool poem - felt like I was in a garden. dig the tune too -
Your strong use of similes makes this piece more than evocative. Nicely done.
"I want to lay my cheek
on the pillow of your lips" oh yeah!
Very beautiful!
I just watched the video -- very cool voice -- thanx for sharing
Wow, I must say this is amazing.
Beautiful...such a wonderful, enchanting poem :D
Sultry, sensual, and sublime. We've all heard "I want to swim in your eyes," but it really fits here, because it's the mystery you're speaking of... lovely, lovely, and HOT! Peace, Amy
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