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Spaces
Our eyes when we meet open
another Space outside space
another Time outside of time—the Day
has become an immense transparency
of blue Sky and emerald Blossoms:
the original Garden.
Out of the tides of Morn, you are born
like Venus before my eyes,
your voice--
a gathering of waters that give shape
to the World. As the day enwraps our bodies
in a garment of Delight, our lips together come
to consecrate the Day.
This is stunning! Very
This is stunning! Very romantic and sensual!, I've read this before, twice already, but that last line always leaves me speechless I love it so much, it pits the love on the level of spiritual holiness, its beautifully written!
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Spaces
You have such a unique style. The way you have written this piece has actually reflect back to the subject matter.
And such a nice gentle poem it is, as well.
Gentle is the night♥
Thanks
Thank you so much for your kind commentary. It takes a sensitive, gentle soul to realize such qualities in a poem.
Thanks again!
Jim