Free Verse # 239 (an inescapable tyranny)

Into love’s forest let us flee
Just you and me;
Amid the burning trees
Letting our hearts run free;
Our flesh in coitus weeping
O eternity.

~

Her lips trailing my skin
A vaporous stream of wine;
Her hair
A flow of fiery whips.

~

Reading her in braille,
Each touch etching a fiery letter
In her womb to melt
And from her lips to flow,
A watery moan.

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She stood there
A pillar of smoke
Against the dusk sky,
Slowly fading
To become the silent presence,
The breath encompassing all of life.

~

Travel as far as he can, her scent an inescapable tyranny.

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We touched
And all the words were lost,
Vanished like dew
In the vapour of our kiss,
Melted like lava
Along the curves
Of our merging limbs.

~

Against your bare skin
Like a dark sun I quiver,
Burn parched with desire.

~

So deep into the poem they sailed
They forgot she was wrought of words
And, lost in each other’s souls and bodies,
They quivered like a star, inaccessible to the world.

~

In me I cradle her
As the sunlight holds the silence
In the very heart of dawn

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