Forever Spiralling

 

As the hand pulled down

The shutters of night

Our fluid forms rolled

Circling 

Fingers grasped my hair

The ripeness of swollen lips

Melting into the hollow of my cheek

Volcanic heat begins to boil

Hot lava rising

 

Carrying us to a place

Beyond reality 

To the cool spring 

Soothing and quenching

The thirst of our souls

To drink in the secrets

Of love

 

Time and you will take us

Through decades

And galaxies

Our bodies forever spiralling

No beginnings  

Never ending

Reviews

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

In the throes of love's passions. Remarkable images that encompasses what most of humanity seeks in our connection towards that ephemeral emotion and its nature. Very nicely written Pauline thank you for sharing your poem with us.