Sunday, June 1, 2008

Starlight And Lavender

Remember when she spoke your name

As if it were an apple blossom?

As if you weren't flesh and bone

But starlight and lavender?

Remember her tongue on your skin

As if your flesh were snowflakes;

As if you wouldn't melt a little

Every time you think of her.

Dark blue

Is the color of midnight ice,

Bottomless black

Are the branches in the orchard.

And if you think of her in shorter days

And if you find you miss her,

Remember apple blossom days

But don't forget the winter.



Cynthia said...

Oh yes, the perfect lover, impossible to forget, very natural
tone, like telling a secret.

Fireblossom said...

Thank you, Cynthia. Your comments are a joy to me.

C. Elizabeth said...

This is beautiful. I especially loved these great lines: "As if you were'nt flesh and bone But starlight and lavender?"

Fireblossom said...

Thanks, I'm glad you liked the image. I'm a big fan of your peotry, too!

Wordcrafter said...

This very beautiful and very sensual.

Fireblossom said...

Thank you, Wordcrafter! You have a beautiful blog.

Florencia Suarez A. said...

Beautiful poem!