Ushered from lips divine
are sweet symphonies -
potent in composition.
A flaxen breath wielded forth
to fissure the pillars of Babylon.
Her temperament quakes,
sending shivers across terrain
my frame stays staunchly rooted to.
I'm jolted conscious
by might to scar mountain stone,
a statue with the presence
to balance the weight of bearing.
Her pigment bleeds a bronzine hue,
every pore succulent with sun
from a land afar - dialect closer to home.
Our cultures synergise
in the smouldering *** of diverse urbanity;
surrendering to harmony in juxtaposition.
I wish us be, though I doubt my willing fruitful -
I'll swallow the bitterness of division,
just to manifest it true.
May 11, 2018
May 11, 2018 at 1:12 PM UTC
Ushered from lips divine
are sweet symphonies -
potent in composition.
A flaxen breath wielded forth
to fissure the pillars of Babylon.
Her temperament quakes,
sending shivers across terrain
my frame stays staunchly rooted to.
I'm jolted conscious
by might to scar mountain stone,
a statue with the presence
to balance the weight of bearing.
Her pigment bleeds a bronzine hue,
every pore succulent with sun
from a land afar - dialect closer to home.
Our cultures synergise
in the smouldering *** of diverse urbanity;
surrendering to harmony in juxtaposition.
I wish us be, though I doubt my willing fruitful -
I'll swallow the bitterness of division,
just to manifest it true.
Poem about liking someone from a different culture.