I want to write
but words gone
deep into my throat
and each one immersed
in the warmth
of my heart.
No words...
I have a gift.
Close your eyes
and give me your palm.
Smell it...
Don't cheat...
Taste it
with a tip of your tongue.
It has a sweet wetness
and velvet touch
and scent from
the myths tales.
Oh, yes,
you told me about myths...
I know that you already know.
But, please, wait,
please, wait for a moment
and tell me
can you feel the colour
of difference?
Touch delicate lines
engraved on it's leaves.
I can see
your lips move,
painting a word.
Love...
And I saw the question
flying
from your eyes
like a singing lark.
Yes,
it's yours.
Rose
without thorns.
In a list
A contest entry
- Metaphorically Speaking. by Poetryintheblood.
425 points, ended July 29, 2008, 7 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Thank you for your beautiful entry, good luck in my contest, Josie
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Dear Josie, thank you for this great gold trophy and this very special contest. It was my pleasure to be a part of it.
~Sonja~
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This piece brought me to tears...
You have evoked such emotion in this gently tender and most personal moment of presenting pure love. A gift that surpasses all others. Truly a wonderful entry.
Very well done. Best of luck in the judging. ~Pamela
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Roses and love even the pain that goes with love seem to go hand in hand. Beuatiful poem and bets of luck to you in the contets you have entered.
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Impressive
I love the way you weave these emotions through your words.
a loving scene developed in my minds eyes by your poem and it made me smile and take a deep breath.
very impressive
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Thank you dear friend for your kind visit on my site and for such a nice comment and applause.
I feel ashamed becasue I didn't visit your site for a very long time. It's not always easy to follow all my fav's poetry. Feel free to send me links to your poetry to remind me that you are still here. 
~Sonja~
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outstanding, sonja, simply outstanding. it is not your usual style yet you fly into it like a sparrow who just learned to use its wings and leaves “burning tire” marks in the air . a beautiful song of love and discovery. i am truly impressed into full applause, and more
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Oh, you do not know a lot about my style. It's not usual to use usual, so to speak. Thanks for so nice and precious comment.
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sonja, you are an unusually unusual woman, and this is one of those double negatives which do not cancel each other
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A wonderful poem of rare beauty. Truly lovely.
I send you a full bouquet of flowers Sonja.
Jim
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Thank you Jim. Thank you for beautiful bouquet of flowers.
~Sonja~
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SO BEAUTIFUL!
Such lovely words my friend.
With a simple kiss one can touch anothers heart and soul. If only it was that simple in todays world.
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Thank you Kevin. You are always bringing a smile to my face. My answer for you: Sometimes our own yard is only a lonesome, large place, sometimes the whole world could be our garden. Kisses are flowers of our own.
~Sonja~
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