Tuesday, February 21, 2023

the kiss



the night sky is blushing with secrets-

slow rise of the full moon by seagrass

smell of tides & milk flowers turning red

my lungs on fire, spinning words on my head 


(kiss me)  we're running out of breath and time

my skin tingles from the salted margarita limes

your lips swoop down, dizzy as a bee

a kiss so soft as velvet, or was it an earnest plea


for a promise of something more, elusive

yet rain-soothing & kiss-smothered by flowers

you will paint me, you say, with marmalade

sun on my hair, my wrists jaggling with jade


your stolen kiss is a sonnet i slow dance 

inviting my words to unfold & take a chance 



Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Poetics:  A Prelude to a Kiss, hosted by Kim Russel.   Join us when the pub doors open at 3pm EST.  


18 comments:

  1. This is exquisitely drawn, Grace! So much to love here especially; "your stolen kiss is a sonnet,".. sigh yes .. it feels like that! πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’–

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  2. That is some kiss, Grace! I love the blushing night sky and the way you describe passion in the lines:
    ‘my lungs on fire, spinning words on my head
    (kiss me) we're running out of breath and time’.

    Your poem appeals to all the senses, and I love: ‘your stolen kiss is a sonnet’.

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  3. I love the youthfulness in this... the way lovers run along enchanted with each other, night and nature... absolutely fantastic.

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  4. Beautiful poem, Grace.

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  5. Anonymous is me. Beautiful poem, Grace.

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  6. The energy here is wonderful and I like the way you pull in emotions from so many visual strands

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  7. a kiss so soft as velvet, or was it an earnest plea

    Beautiful line...what a kiss

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  8. "your stolen kiss is a sonnet"

    Oh wow!

    Luv this poem

    Much ❤love

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  9. I find the image and lines of "you will paint me, you say, with marmalade/sun on my hair, wrists jaggling with jade" absolutely delicious and ever so stunning - a truly evocative poem that stuns the senses Grace.

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  10. an enticing sonnet πŸ”₯enjoyed the "kiss-smothered by flowers" πŸ’

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  11. I was sighing all the way through. Nicely done Grace.

    Pat

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  12. The ending couplet, the whole piece, really, really wonderful!

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  13. How apropos a kiss sonnet, alluring, inviting, enduring -- portals opening with a stolen kiss, the ripening, sultrying invitaiton to dance. The final couplet is pure peaches.

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  14. Lovely sonnet, Grace. And what an opening line!

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