our night of nights #poetry

i land on your soul

like a butterfly on a tiny flower

the sky rains stars

on wounds dressed in velvet gloves

from the middle of the earth

a blue tree branches

heated arteries overflow with Spanish music

your hands caress my thighs

you’re melting in my kiss

i taste the depths of the forest

it smells ambrosia

cinnamon and anise

a nude by Pellison-Mallet sleeps

your spade flickers

the candle murmurs with delight then goes out

i am one with you

covered by the sheer splendor

of our night of nights.


give me one more night!



21 thoughts on “our night of nights #poetry

    1. ah.. thank you sooo much! I am humbled by your words! “create the metaphors of loves and its essence.” Did i do that?

  1. How many lovers throughout history uttered those same sentiments, give me one more moment, one more night. Loved your finale. But honestly, I loved everything about this poem. And your metaphor of landing on the soul. Wonderful, This is an example of beautiful poetry. Bravo.

    1. Aw… thank you so much! you are so kind to me! such a beautiful comment! Ah, my heart beats faster now. I hope I can make till the next night 🙂 🙂 🙂

    1. Aw.. thank you so much my dearest Y! I am so grateful to you for reading and appreciating my work! well, you are going to convince me that my work is exotic. I confess I really love that. may you have a magical rest of the day!


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