Free Verse # 144 (a pulse in your heartbeat)

Blossoming in the silence of your heart
I am a flower which scent is your art

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Solitary as a star
in the womb of the sky,
unreachable,
yet overflowing with light.

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Hidden,
in a world of their own,
yet the waves of their love
embrace one and all.

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In the scent of the flower,
in the sigh of the leaf,
in the silence of the night,
in the birdsong of dawn ~
your voice was ever calling me.

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Your butterfly-kiss
melts into my neck
like a firefly,
entering my bloodstream,
enlivening my heart
to a pouring divine.

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Let your voice fall
into the vessel of my heart,
like dawn’s breath
overflowing with light,
like twilight’s whisper
an infinitely warm wine.

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Not when the sun rises or sets
does my day begin and end.
Daybreak and sunset
are the motions of your face
deep within my soul.

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In your palms I burn softly
like a tender flower
aching to kiss your lips,
the lips of dawn.

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All night long
my longing dews unheard,
pure drops covering the earth
hoping that, at dawn,
you walk out,
and I get to kiss your naked feet.

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Let us disappear under the cloak of stars
where no one knows what heaves
between the shores of our hearts.

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Let my pen trail along your skin
like a comet across the nightsky,
its fiery nectar burning through your skin
then vanishing deep inside.

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Tangled in the ribbons of my passion
as in a fisherman’s net;
with each quiver and move
the binding grows tighter
burning skin and breath.

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O beloved,
are these coals burning
on the curves of your lips?
For your each kiss sears my skin
into my blood and bone
wielding me as your sun and torch.

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Sinking into the silence of the night
you’ll find me,
a pulse in your heartbeat,
a quiver in your breath.

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