overwhelmed
by the divine light,
in the secret passage,
a place of Truth
and beauty, I glance
amorously at the immense
beauty of your essence.
i sit in awe, like
a poet possessed; recording
the fragments of life
in the field of dreams
where the fairy-wren sings
and the wild rose blooms
in silence before the dawn.
now, touched by your inner
beauty and scented lips, I
experience the joy and
fulfillment of life (so pure
and true)…the orgasmic taste
of your goodness sublime.
© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo
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The Gentle Neophyte
16 years ago
4 comments:
This is just about the most romantic and beautiful poem I have read. The words flow and reach out to the reader's heart. It is kind and gentle like a soft breeze but with a scent of sweet admiration. Thanks for listening to your inner self and writing these words for all of us to share and experience.
I loved to read this poem!
"...in the field of dreams
where the fairy-wren sings..."
Beautiful!
A hidden place for the soul!
Best wishes,
Angelika
Oberhausen/German<
I appreciate your comment. Thank you, Angelika! :)
Thank you for your comment, Technobabe - a comment so sweet and so profound. :))
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