I know nothing of life,
nor nothing of the hereafter.
All I know is now, and now I am lustful
Of heat, of flame, of smoldering embers aglow with passionate light.
Of the bitterness of cold, clear, incandecent sheen.
I am lustful of moonlight,
and she lusts for me too.
At least, this is what I feel before the dawn.
Still beneath the twinkling diamonds she wears around her.
The ever-changing gowns in the skys abouve.
The fire and the ice come from her wonderous womb,
fall to earth and sorround me in eternal ecstasy.
Author notes
I think I got off topic, but I was just swept away.
A contest entry
- Fire in Ice...to feather the wildest grace by kaibab.
1100 points, ended November 30, 2007, 6 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - I've Been Smudged........ by FlipperSwitch.
600 points, ended January 16, 2008, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Nicely done while being swept away
A truly beautiful write on moonlight's wonder Thank you for the entry.
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Such a fall through the fire of ice...thanks so much for your entry...
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