Monday, July 18, 2011

Lost inside

his songs
she shudders
parts her gypsy nights

 scent of jasmine
brings tears to his eyes
dew to her lips

she becomes a flower
in the garden face down

lapping fresh water as
the sun caresses her back

the scent of rain lingers
on his white shirt and
all day at work her name
owns his lips


Shauna

20 comments:

  1. thank YOU for finding me so I could read this lovely poem-



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  2. This is so sensual and beautiful! I love the last part: "all day at work her name
    owns his lips"

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  3. Aloha Cloudia, thanks for visiting.

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  4. Lolalola, hey, mmm wouldn't that be sweet,
    your name stuck on someone's lip in a positive
    sensual way - I think so.

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  5. Nice romantic poem. Cheers.

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  6. Hello M., nice of you to visit.

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  7. Chris, I do love romance, enjoyed your blog.

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  8. "all day at work her name owns his lips"

    That line is so beautiful, it's a poem all on its own.

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  9. Great romantic poem. This is my favourite of the ones I have read on your homepage

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  10. chloe mia, a beautiful name, ty.

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  11. beautiful beatrice, you liked this one,
    sublime as you are.

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