With your warm honeyed intimacy,
And ecstatic spasm of desire,
You become me, my own part,
And leave me with just a SIGH.
You are mine, so completely mine--
O! My breath...
This is, I'm afraid twisha, something beyond making love... This is about the essence of renaissance- to be COMPLETELY aware and conscious of oneself- every atom of the being. yet, the essence of poetry is individual interpretation. Thank you thus for your comment! :)
There is too much of double meaning in this. It is quite poignant. Good job.
ReplyDeleteambiguity was a deliberation.... thank you!
ReplyDeleteI see someone making love to you.
ReplyDeleteI heaved a sigh too. :)
This is, I'm afraid twisha, something beyond making love... This is about the essence of renaissance- to be COMPLETELY aware and conscious of oneself- every atom of the being.
ReplyDeleteyet, the essence of poetry is individual interpretation. Thank you thus for your comment! :)
Chocolate dipped in an ambiguous syrup of pepper instilling a variety of differentiable flavours and tastes.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written. :)
:)
ReplyDeletea sinfully delicate comment indeed.
thank you sayak!