I want to capture that moment
Put it into words
And yet they aren't allowing me
Neither right rhythm, nor perfect prose
So simply, I guess, should do it fairly
And yet, not justly, I suppose
Maybe, I should try more bluntly
But a rose, is a rose??
Too bland, if I dare say so
Too, umm, casual clothes!
I want to dress it up
Gardenias,
Bows....
I want to sing of it
Crescendos,
Altos...
And yet I fail to give it life
These feelings
This love,
These sighs,
And woes
Let me try...
Just one more time...
Ok, here it goes
Your breath was mine
Your palm upon my heart
Fingers trailing my every curve...
That devilish smirk
Whispered lies
Ok truths....if you say so!
Chills and sweat,
"Keep kissing me"
The warmth of your skin
And socked, yet ice cold toes
Is this how I should begin?
I give up...
It's not of words
For they can never describe
That look in your eyes
That feeling of wanting
That breathy, moaned Oh....
That vibration and pull
Of lovers' hearts
That starfucked
Dance of souls........

I tried most truly
And failed its beauty
Though said, it has been captured
And written of
All fools,
I now see
For if it was like ours
Mere poetry
Would never capture the passion
The craze
The heavenly hell
So tenderly
Pen is unworthy
Of This,
I now know.....

©MV