to fall in love with a poet

endless creation
and late night scribing
dipped in life ink
until quills
are made nub

tongues share
quiet expressions
made loud by
the screeching of
pen to pad

we flow extensively
on a gesture made
the other day
before yesterday
when you said
i like the way
red looks against your skin

egg shell walls
book stacks
oak table and fireplace
home
made
center
peace
 
we write
like poets in love

Reviews

[trinaspen]

ahh, you've been calling your poet for quite a while...amazing what the universe does with the gentlest of whispers...

home...made...center...peace, oh how i love that! beautifully done! this piece is warm and sensual and everyday...i can see the fireplace, the slips of paper, the dangling pens, and the exhausted lovers...mmmm...

did i mention i love this?

[Soul Magic✯]

very hot ink... you flow so wonderfully in this piece. loved the poetic concept. keep doing your thing... much luv :)