The kiss that you blew up to
the sky was so powerful
and it shook the heavens
so violently,
that the stars began to fall
into Poseidon’s lair,
boiling his ocean like
hot lava.
All the whales of the world
rose to the water’s surface
in order to escape the
scalding heat,
leaping high into the air,
gasping for cool oxygen,
frightening soaring birds
overhead.
And but for a small taste of
this kiss,
I offer you my heart.
I hand it to you openly and freely,
however cracked and bruised
and precious and warm.
So do your worst.
I love this poem!!!
"All the whales of the world rose to the water's surface in order to escape the scalding heat"
You could write an entire piece on just this image Whew.
Illustrative, descriptive and publishable. Push yourself...there seems to be another stanza in there...just before "so do your worst"