A sudden shift of shadow to skin that waits for cooling:
This, this is love that has not been reckoned with;
such sudden sense of something more
moving in on stealth’s shade
to kiss singing pores
before curl of cloud
upends itself
in soulful grief.
Author notes
Prompt:
"True love is like ghosts, which everybody talks about and few have seen."
-La Rochefoucauld
jpg = Christian Simonian going with the wind
In a list
A contest entry
- A Deeper Love by poet2angels.
700 points, ended January 2, 2008, 16 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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I love every word of this and the pic is like a swirling dedication to your breathless words...Beautiful!
Lynda
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