Heady Mist. (E)
Sent by the scent of love's storm to need's
Autumn-ripe heart
Sweet dewdrops ooze Springtime vapour
to wash salted eyes clean.
Waiting skin's over-due craving for you
makes veined core start
Wanting more taste of illusion's miraged
relief from strong feelings.
Hot-bloodied waves coil warmly around
gauzily clad night's gown.
Veiled desire reveals clearly the images
of clandestine highlights.
An ache vibrates in my soul at soundless
regret drowning
As each treasured thread in the almost-made
wings breaks on love's flight.
Primed silken sheets of long-scented waiting
then become crumpled around
Untasted delight, and time burns low-hoped
on night's pyre, causing
Fantasized light to guide wanton desire away
from soft still-rounded
Pillows which now hold un-heated our breath
In yet another lost reward.
Can a heart be submerged forever
in need's heady mist
Before hibernating loveless, ready,
but never been kissed ?
I was drawn to read this poem by it's magical title whose great charm is exceeded by the beautiful poem itself
i say thank you fay bookmarking
the verse moves so naturally to the concluding lines, with no other lines possible as good final lines to this radiant poem...
Fay your imagery in this touching poem on love and longing is exquisite as usual- except that this one is extra special..Bookmarked
this is one of the most beautiful poems that I have read ....surely is book marked...Need's autumn-ripe heart ...is heavenly and shows your craft ....illusion's miraged relief is stunning and shows the depth of understand that your heart and mind have ...veiled desires and clandestine heights ...wow wow and wow ...again superlative as comapared to anything ...almost made wings do represent the longing that wants to take mind and heart to the greener pastures ...yet the lights chase away the wanton instead of showing the path ...lost reward is a touchy phrase as wel...the ending is mystical ..as misty as the needs and wants are ....the hibernating heart treads the path to oblivion ..
Yet love never realized in physical touch, only living and growing in non-physical dreams, is higher and better as material reality is but the outer illusion clothing our minds, just think of him, or any other love, and he or them will be there and nothing can take the feeling away...