Free Verse # 252 (my heart a blue flower)

Her hair
a nocturnal river
where stars like fish
dart in streams of light,
poetry traced
amid the banks of night.


Heavy with dawn’s nectar –
my heart a blue flower
eager to spill
into her open palms,
wash her body
with the purity of my silence.


I write, and each word is a breath seeping from her inner sky.


Studying love’s flame
an anchorite
to annihilation burned,
now a river carrying the breath
that enlivens the world,
floods the sky with light.


A touch of silence,
upon her lips
the burning edge of dawn.


Amid her breasts poised
the aroma of the night –
a mystic flower breathing
the essence of dawn.


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