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Rainforest of a Kiss
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Romanticism I have wandered deep
into the rain forest of your kiss.
Totally unprepared, no rations; I
brought not even a primative map.
I know there's no way out
for me except by a prayer,
though you know the way.
And so in time you'll wonder,
as I follow your alluring form,
whether I'm in hot pursuit
or seeking my escape to something more?
Today, I cannot say
but meanwhile I'll wonder
whether desire to keep a man adorned
is why we lock lips all hours?
Pressed against me you reach around my waste and lock out the world.
Rising up, then, and - seductively with scizzors
snipping the bridge of your brazierre right before my vision
like you were cutting down trees around the edge of the Amazon,
building a new wonder of the world or a natural Great Wall?
You know we have wandered too deep
into the rainforest of a kiss.
Totally unprepared, no rations; I
suspect, in a sense, you, too
have lost your sense of direction.
From an innovative metaphor
From an innovative metaphor you blazed a trail of fire, honesty and tenderness. I also like the way it circles back, suggesting infinity, limitless passion, a return to the essence of love. Captivating.
Thank you, Patricia, both for
Thank you, Patricia, both for your critique and for sharing what the circular nature of Rainforest of a Kiss presented to you. Your remarks, as always, further feed inspiration.
I applaud the way this poem
I applaud the way this poem develops the metaphor to a very powerful level. I also like the way the last lines double-back to the first lines, like the repetition of a symphony's first theme at the end of the final movement.
J-Called
Thank you very much. The
Thank you very much. The (amateur) songwriter in me finds that symphonic repetition you speak of to be quite natural, at times. I like to recast words and have them metamorphosize that way - which, from the feedback you and Patricia have given me, I believe was a success.