1. Queen of the sea
Queen of the sea,
I could spell your name backwards
in a hurricane.
Bourne by an ill wind for certain doom,
I would still recall the soft
line of beauty
That leads from the irresistible
cornered lip,
to the impassioned emerald eye.
The preserving spirit of my age-
you are,
the last glorious thing
fixed in the field
of a falling mind,
tumbling through the memories in ecstasy.
2. Day upon day
How can I stare
at that spot
on the wall
and think on
the nape of
your neck?
Hour upon hour
The feeling ripples out
crimson red echoes deep
from the heart of my hearts
How can I sit
sifting in silence
my imperfect daubs at
the mystery of
you?
Day upon day
I float in an eternity,
adrift on buoyant thought
in the embrace of your form
How can I tell lies
to my hands
pensive strum?
While I do away
with time, locked
in the vision,
the exquisite beckoning glow
of your eyes.
3. Sweetest rendezvous
How shall I describe the night to you
sweetest one?
From which shadowy tree did its darkness become?
What music drips from the branches there,
where moist perfumes enrich the thickened air?
How I wish upon the stillness that you,
could share this timeless rendezvous.
Comments
This is a brilliant write
Loved every bit of it but,
I do actually have one suggestion if you don't like it just ignore it, not something I often do, I let the storyteller tell their own story
but this line
of a falling mind,
of a failing mind
would be awesome as well, just a thought but its an impressive write I thoroughly enjoyed the read
love Jayne x
I see ...
the need to use the word falling, rather than [failing]. I say keep it as it is! Falling mind, tumbling through the memories in ecstasy, is more the image of a mind not failing, but just drifting through a peaceful time. ~ Gee.