Free Verse # 268 (the poetry of our kiss)

Night,
I catch your silence
upon my skin
in endless dewdrops,
each an ember
burning its way to my veins,
there melting into poetry.

~

Framed by your silence
this poem grows,
in your fragrance
her arms swaying open,
skyward cast like a birdsong
rising in your light.

~

Hiking through the
forest each leaf sighing
the fragrance of her name

~

The hot tea
upon my lips awakens
the imprints of your sighs,
the poetry of our kiss.

~

Our fingertips touched
and the homecoming winds
sweeping through our hearts
breathed into our merging worlds
the warmth of eternal love

~

Her light
Touched my heart
And I opened to her
Like a flower at dawn
Welcomes the rising sun

~

Photographer, Benjamin Cosson
Photographer, Benjamin Cosson

In the silence of the night
she felt him in her
blossom into a flower,
a perfume burning
all the darkness inside.

~

Take me, she whispered, the way the river carries the leaf to the sea.

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