To see beyond the pale
in the darkest dead of night
To touch what isn’t there
without the need of light
To taste a lover’s kiss
and never want another’s
To smell the sweetest rose
from memory, alone
To hear breath inside a whisper
and know that purest tone
Is poetry to satisfy the senses.
~*~
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awww yes, yes, yes 🙂 love this as well 🙂
This is just beautiful. It took my breath away 🙂
This is truly beautiful from start to finish!
I AM now smelling the sweetest rose, from memory.
Gorgeous poem, and everything about your blog, as usual.
I must make you one of my sidebar link buttons soon! Yes, in the next few days.
This is very beautiful.
🙂
really this is lovely…love the conviction in the lines…purity/never want another….it is poetry….smiles.
… to taste a lover’s kiss, and never want another’s … so sweet, so difficult … be well, beautiful friend of mine. Love, cat.
Beautiful!!!!!!!!
Sensuous and romantic.
Very nicely stated..
You written a beautiful 55 in the form of a poem.
You Day Dream AND Rock!!
Thanks for playing, Thanks for counting, and have a Kick Ass Week End
Lovely, lovely writing!
So very true, the sense it does touch
Even if you’re a rhyming loon and reveal too much..haha
Words do have incredible power.
… Yet never sated ( with love and certainly never with writing)
Excellent 55
Lovely! I especially enjoyed the second stanza….
beautiful.. you have captured the essence of the writing a poem
happy friday~