Candles burnt almost to their ends
Glasses, still filled with champagnes amber liquid
Bubbles having long faded in the night
We notice not these things
Enraptured with each other
Lost in loves bliss
Time stands still, and the moment lasts
In your eyes I see the reflection of myself
Looking at you filled with passion
Longing to feel your lips on mine
And to again,
Be within the confines of your embrace
I feel the warmth of your skin
The rhythm of your breath
The softness of your touch
And I draw you near to me
With the suns rise
Life again will be filled
With the noises of the day
And all manner of necessities of our time
But for now, in this solitary moment
We are all that exist
Lost to the outside world
Sated, in each other presence
Just beautiful :-)
ReplyDeleteA good way to remember love's passion from the night before. "Candles burnt almost to their ends
ReplyDeleteGlasses, still filled with champagnes amber liquid
Bubbles having long faded in the night" I love the words you used to describe the candles and champagne for the memory of the time they were together.together
"We are all that exist" Just beautiful...... xo
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful poem! I loved the language and the way it flowed effortlessly (when something flows effortlessly like that, it means a great deal of effort went into it.) Just beautiful!
ReplyDeleteBreathtaking, I loved it
ReplyDeleteThis writing reminds me how important the study of poetry is to any writer. Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteGreat poem! Beautiful! Thanks for sharing!
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This writing is really sensual. I love it!
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