Free Verse # 308 (stealing her breath)

Autumn morning…
in the distance
smoke lulled
by the cool wind,
nearby
a farmer tills the field
as birds in the tree clamor,
behind the grove
a running stream murmurs
and I feel her in the air.

~

Stargazing…
tracing the cosmos
in the deeps of her eyes

~

Stealing her breath
his mouth became
the breather
keeping her alive…
…alive yet burning,
a flaming wing etching
the breadth of his sky.

~

As the Phoenix
from our ashes we rise,
rebirthed again and again
on the altar of our love,
burning, a self-sustained fire
singing the whole sky.

~

I wait for her
like a flower awaits
her inner light to burst

~

Windless eve,
all my thoughts pooling
in puddles at her feet

~

All his passion
a grape
cradled on her tongue
then crushed,
fire surging
down her throat,
flooding her veins,
incinerating her heart.

~

One layer at a time
peeling the shadows
off her heart
while staying focused
on the light inside,
her radiance,
her dawn.

~

In waves she rushed
back and forth,
and he waited for her
receiving her
with the patience
of the wide open shore.

~

On her lips
he polished his breaths,
honed her tongue
to a lightning of stars.

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