Blindfold me with silky whispers
Strip me naked with your eyes
Tie my hands taught with metaphors
Tease my senses with your scent
Drive my imagination wildly insane
As you degust my innate nectar drops
And I plunge deeper- in your complex folds
Where I live and die, over and over again
As pleasure of your unbeknownst…wishes
Poet of the Light © 2019
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Where flight became stalled
Because fear stood its ground
There- is where I- was reborn
Where I relearned my reality
As broken fragments of a self
Where I’ve seen the unveilings
Of time, truth, and Holy love
Where angels cried and wept
For my salvation and healing
And I- wept along with them
Where fire seared my mission
Forged into my soul as passion
A combatant for the wounded
Of humanities silenced…truths
Poet of the Light © 2023
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Ohhh… wow… ummmm… yeahhh… so, this, yeah, this is probably my very favorite poem of yours to date. Wowza. Gotta read it again… phew!
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; ) thought you might enjoy it…
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Very much so! (You don’t know me!! 😉)
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Wo-ah, wow!
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Tying hands with metaphors. Perfect line
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Thank you much…
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Passion overload!!!! Loved it!!!!
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Thank you much. I’m glad to hear it.
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Beautiful imagery and deep in many folds.
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Thanks…
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