Sunday, August 5, 2012

Wiccan Love Poem

Look, baby--
we have no reflection in the mirror,
it lowers its eyes
discreetly.

Honey,
there are times when I grow so homesick
for your hair,
your eyes,
your skin,
that my fingertips go still and sleep,
so that they can find, by touch, their dreams of you.

You are the only one I love,
but this is not the only poem that carries my love--
I will fold them,
and lay them,
in Wiccan patterns on my wooden floor to guide you.

Find them in the silver slant of moonlight.
Follow the night-bloom scent of jasmine.
Look for my room, softly lit and waiting.
_____ 



10 comments:

TexWisGirl said...

emmy! :)

i loved these lines: that my fingertips go still and sleep,
so that they can find, by touch, their dreams of you.

hedgewitch said...

Some lovely lines in this--I'm fond of the first stanza especially. And the third--leaving the best you can create as homage and trail to follow.

HermanTurnip said...

"that my fingertips go still and sleep,
so that they can find, by touch, their dreams of you."

Awesome line that really stuck in my head.

flipside records said...

Perfect. Every word. Love spells always work, right? :)

I want that bedroom. It's beautiful in a precious purple/black magic sort of way.

My favorites:

"it lowers its eyes
discreetly"

"I grow so homesick
for your hair,
your eyes,
your skin" (maybe there's at least some sort of inner growth taking place while you wait; you've gotta do something with your time)

"so that they can find, by touch, their dreams of you"

The last stanza is lovely, and I can almost smell the flowers and see the light-flickers on the wall (but not in the mirror).

Mama Zen said...

That first stanza just took my breath away!

Sioux said...

The first stanza IS one that makes the reader stop for a moment, and pause.

cloudia charters said...

each line is parquet of perfection to my heart.



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Jannie Funster said...

Divine, Shay.

xoxo

Grace said...

Love it Shay ~

myheartslovesongs.com said...

i love the idea of the mirror lowering its eyes discreetly! and that your fingertips "can find, by touch, their dreams of you." and in the "silver slant of moonlight."

oh, i just love the entire poem!