Hurricane of Love #Midnight Fantasy

The soil feels like wax.

Memories of you model the landscape.

On my left mountains of passion lost in a pale lunar light.

On my right cascades of your poetry ravishing the jeweled silence of the blue lagoons.

Caught in the middle, I start rotating like a hurricane.

My winds feast on the warmth of your body.

I dig into the dark ocean.

I gust through colonies of fish.

I thunder with desires.

My humid dreams spiral on your fingers like algae on red coral reefs.

Your past loves try to stop me. I roar like a lioness defending her cubs. Β I gust through them. They run like birds at the sound of cannon.

Can you feel me now?

Answer me!




39 thoughts on “Hurricane of Love #Midnight Fantasy

    1. Thank you so much my dear Y! Your kindness melts my heart! A fabulous day to my wonderful poetess!

  1. Hey SPF, I did not get the reply for my last comment. πŸ™
    I laughed when I read starting rotating like a hurricane. But it was a nice read my friend.

    1. Hi there my friend! I think I placed my reply to you on another post! lol. I was asking you if you know anybody that can write music for my poem πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ Do you? I am glad you enjoyed the read.

      1. oh wow, I’d love to, but I can’t be sure, what kinda music are you expecting? Im currenlty working on 2 different songs. Tell me more abt it.

      2. Well, I will be thrilled if you can do it! What kind of music? Well, this is totally up to you! Your read of the post, your feelings, your creativity, my darling friend. I’ll be happy with whatever you can write! Let me know! πŸ™‚

      3. I see, I think I can do that, if its totally up to me. You know my music, Acutally Im trying to write lyrics. I will let you know, a wekk or two.

      4. Thank you for much my dear friend! Can’t wait! Good luck you you other projects! Let me know when you post.

      5. How your soul feels when you read. It’s in your hands nowπŸ™

    1. My dear k, thank you so much! I am so grateful to you for reading and commenting on my posts. Talking about being loyal. You are a wonderful loyal friend! I am lucky! πŸŒ·πŸ’β˜˜οΈπŸŒΈ

  2. ah, these hot currents of the South melt my heart!
    I have no memories
    I do not want to remember
    the hurricane falls asleep
    in abundance
    they love each other
    as children innocent
    in the blue lagoons

    1. What a gorgeous poem, dear B! A pleasure to read it.

      oh, how the virgin moon is shining
      over the tears of the past
      through dust of pain
      through eyes of children
      I can still see the blue lagoon.
      β€œthe past is never dead. It’s not even past”
      William Faulkner

      1. ah, lovely! I love those words!

        I do not want to remember
        the future where someone
        burns books at 451,
        hopes, cities and people
        and then joking
        with children
        “Qu’ils mangent de la brique”
        on forgotten islands
        in blue lagoons
        only two have happiness

        β€œThe one charm about the past is that it is the past.”

        ― Oscar Wilde

  3. Amiga. I thought I had commented on this wonderful post, but something seems to have gone wrong. Loved several lines in this amazing write. One even made me smile. Have a wonderful day.

    1. My dear D, thank you so much for reading and commenting. Glad you enjoyed my post. You know how to make me curious, don’t you? πŸ™‚ Now I want to know what line made you smile. πŸ™‚

      1. Amiga, where do I begin? First, let me say I am very sorry my first comment did not go through. It was thoughtful, thorough, and quite charming.
        Ay, you know curiosity murdered the feline. Would never want that to happen to a lioness.

      2. I see. Well looking forward to your post tomorrow! I hope you had a good morning😊

      3. Oh, the mourning is quite over. Oh, you meant morning. Sorry, I didn’t have leche for my cafe con leche this morning. Don’t function the same without it. I don’t exactly become a roaring lioness. It turns me into a whimpering little puppy.

      4. So, let me clarify this: you had cafe con leche without leche πŸ™‚ In my eyes that’s a capital sin πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

      1. My Dear Eric, your message came through. I will contact you soon.

    1. And I am absolutely grateful to you for reading and commenting on my posts! Thank you!


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