I had Almost Forgotten
The taste of your lips
Until yesterday
When I peeled and portioned
A mandarin orange
And felt the same
Intoxication.
I had almost forgotten
The scent of your hair
But today I was out walking
Through the woods
And brushed against
A snow-covered pine
The balsam fragrance
Reminded me
Of the last time
Your lips touched mine
And I buried my face
In your hair
And inhaled
The fresh scent
Of snow and pines.
Hell. Wish i would be able to create those images. Just a couple of lines, and the emotions just flow up.
Congratulations. Thank you for sharing.
I just read your post on being an artist. It touched me. You know about being authentic and writing from your heart. I'm about to respond there so I will reserve my remarks. Thanks J.
From the heart. That's how I need to do my poems also. I have a few, but not enough.
you're right, John, always from the heart :)
When written from the heart, your pen tends to speak the emotional language of your heart. Giving it the perfection it requires .
Yet now wait for this, which you mention, don't know what flavor this test @johnjgeddes
thanks
You make me feel more empowered to tear down my own walls, with every verse that I read. Thanks.
I'm glad, Saad. You will
Awesome one you got here....Great writing skill
I teste your lips ...woooow it's amazing dear.
Heart touching line .
Thanks for sharing
Namaste
thank you
I love writing poetry very well. In your poetry, you compare your photo girl. Excellent post.
amazing poem
thanks
A great piece, John, and a little journey for the senses as well! :)
thanks, Tina :)
marvelous poetry :) I can feel an weird and mysterious yet sort of nice indescribable emotion inside. Just beautiful - And i NEED to follow you right now :)