Eyes see the invitation,
lips part as portals for passage of
first words:
Would you? Shall we?
Hands reach for touch,
and we dance upon a floor that is flat and fair.
You notice that I am tall without talking down
and I see the way your jaw line is set upon tomorrow;
we measure the fit within the beat
all the while.
Love is very much an opening
of, more than meeting,
whether once or many times.
A green light shines
within the places we haven't tried
and we cease to talk about what we have done before.
Author notes
Still learning, Still falling
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The gradual dance
Love in the gradual steps of the lips, hands, eyes, and deeper perception beyond the physical. This is how you captured the "falling" aspect of love. Not a tumble, or a stumble, but a dance. There is music in your poetry.

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This was very interesting. I love how you determine love to be. Thank you so much for this and good luck!!!
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Very Nice!
This piece had a nice flow, good vocabulary and great imagery interwined together. I enjoyed this piece and also enjoyed reading the comments. This piece definitely should have won something in that contest. I think that was written very well and it was presented in a very nice way as well.
You notice that I am tall without talking down
and I see the way your jaw line is set upon tomorrow;
we measure the fit within the beat
Those are my favorite lines. I like how colorful and life like this feels when its being read. Very nice.


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awwwww this is amazing
I love it! my favorite line- Eyes see the invitation,
lips part as portals for passage of
first words:
Would you? Shall we?
Hands reach for touch,
well ok, thats my favorite stanza but still, it reminds me of when i first started dating my ex boy freind

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"hands reach for touch" suggests a dimension of uncertainty. Perhaps this is what you are referring to. My feeling about love is that it begins tentatively, but I have known some girls who fall in love at the sight of a Curt Cobain tee shirt. So figure.
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reading this piece actually conjured that nervous feeling in me that one gets... you know... at the beginning, when everything is uncertain. how did you do that?
my favorite parts:
lips part as portals for passage of
first words:
Would you? Shall we?
You notice that I am tall without talking down
we measure the fit within the beat
A green light shines
within the places we haven't tried
i thought the explanation of love as being a matter of opening or progression of opening was expressive. lovely.


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This is very good. This is exactly how I always stepped...hmmph...fell into love. No really, courtship has become a horizontal dance these days...don't know if that was what you were intending to say, but that was my interpretation.


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I managed to avoid mention of vampires and whips. Thanks for your positive comment.
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...but if you wrote a piece like that i would definitely want to read it! hahaha
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