~Gelu Pectus Pectoris~

 

What is purpose?

When hoary whispers cascade,

turning sensuality to slush,

 

and within I freeze.

 

Each tender touch cracks support;

cleaves the foundation,

 

so all I can do is shatter

into slivers of self,

 

then melt into absence.

Author's Note

Lokking to improve this write, so any suggestions will be gratefully recieved.

Reviews

[Pamela A. Lamppa]

" so all I can do is shatter
into slivers of self,

then melt into absence."

these three say it all. What can you change? Maybe this fragment:
When hoary whispers cascade,
turning sensuality to slush,
and within I freeze.

When hoary whispers cascade
turning sensuality to slush,

I freeze within.

That would be all I'd do to this beauty. Brevity at its best dear poet. I enjoyed this very much. ~Pamela

[poet2angels (lynda)]

After all this time, I probably sound repetitive to say how much I adore your work, so I will just say BRAVO
Leaving love here for my amazing Bro

Lynda