burning desires #poetry

let your exquisite words

desperately paint

the noise and dangles of the shining earrings

the latent movement of the luscious thighs

the passions flowing through rich waters

of humid estuary nights.

 

come to me so you can burn

your deep desires in my arms

and let your longings roll and roll

don’t be afraid I am just the mirror

that always will reflect your soul.

 

20 thoughts on “burning desires #poetry

    1. Only a bucket? πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ I must be doing something wrong πŸ™‚ Thank you for commenting, Pradita.

       
    1. Both mirrors can melt together in a Murano furnace πŸ™‚ Just a thought. Mirroring in psychology is something defined as the potential to ” establish rapport with the individual who is being mirrored, as the similarities in nonverbal gestures allow the individual to feel more connected with the person exhibiting the mirrored behavior” . Well, mirroring has a lot of negative aspects too, but I prefer to focus on its positive ones. πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

       
      1. Hah, yes, wonderful works of gold come out of Murano’s furnace. After this psychoanalytic dissection I can only turn to the archetypal symbols of Jung or at least to the “Golden Twig”. Still, let go of the feelings in poetry.

         
      2. “The Golden Scale” is that the Golden twig? I can’t remember now πŸ™‚

         
  1. Passion on flame! Great work! “don’t be afraid I am just the mirror/that always will reflect your soul.” Absolutelylove these lines. πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ <3 <3

     

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