I have made my whole body a morning.
Birds rise from me,
a murder of crows gone soft as black lace
and as light as the tender intentions of my fingertips.
For you, love,
I know the wait has been long.
I know that you are a tangled garden
with a dark rose at its heart,
so I have spun a cocoon
and sleep next to you,
blessing the stem, your body, which called me.
For you, love,
I have clothed each clock with filament and incense.
Never mind them honey,
nor the things that seem to keep us apart--
you think you are waiting, but you are already arrived
In the shelter of my new wet display--
the one I bore and wear
always and only
for you, love.
___________
for magpie tales #89
excellent, opening line and all the way through
ReplyDeleteSuch a delicate love poem- my body as morning, tender intentions of my fingertips, blessing your body already arrived. Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteMade my whole body a morning...oh that's lovely...fun to see you at Magpie Fireblossom...
ReplyDelete"I have made my whole body a morning."
ReplyDeleteYou are the quintessential romantic and bad-ass, a juxtaposition that is rare as you are.
I am in awe how you find beauty even when to others, what we see is dark or sad or both.
Shay--The whole thing is gorgeous and makes me envious...
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, soft and full of promise and yearning, as your love poems always are, Shay.
ReplyDeleteSo honest and beautiful.
ReplyDeletesuch romance... loved it
ReplyDeleteOh, what love does to us. Beautiful, Shay. Oh, and Stripey is napping at my photo blog. :)
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness, "for you, love, I have made my whole body a morning" might be the single most romantic line I have ever read!!!!! NO ONE writes love like you do. This is stellar!
ReplyDelete"and as light as the tender intentions of my fingertips"
ReplyDeleteWow. I can't get this line out of my head. Nicely done!
ahh... that first stanza, bearing tender through to the close...
ReplyDeleteStunning. Just stunning.
ReplyDelete**you think you are waiting, but you are already arrived**
ReplyDeleteI Love Love Love !!! Xxx
Lilting and tender. Love it:)
ReplyDeleteTigerbrite
Shay love poems rank among the finest ... sigh, swoon.
ReplyDelete(Go Cardinals, I'll be a Tigers fan if they are eliminated this afternoon)
dont know why but it made me remember 'the night circus' if you've not read it, do .. and you must read kate atkinson's life after life ...
ReplyDeleteEach time I visit here you blow me away with your words. You have crazy writing skills.
ReplyDeleteLove "you think you are waiting, but you are already arrived".
Beauty of words, filled with tenderness and eros!
ReplyDeleteThis is so beautiful that opening stanza the imagery the sensuality and tenderness and love divine work
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful it made me tingle.
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
Whoa...
ReplyDeleteOh my word. This is unbelievable. Especially these:
ReplyDelete"a murder of crows gone soft as black lace
and as light as the tender intentions of my fingertips"
"For you, love,
I have clothed each clock with filament and incense.
Never mind them honey,
nor the things that seem to keep us apart--
you think you are waiting, but you are already arrived
In the shelter of my new wet display"
Unreal, Shay. Just completely mind-blowing talent that you possess. What a gift, my goodness.
You write the best love poems. I liked the part about the "tangled garden with a dark rose at it's heart" and these lines:
ReplyDelete"a murder of crows gone soft as black lace
and as light as the tender intentions of my fingertips"
That's romantic! I hope whomever you write these lovelies for appreciates them:~)
"a murder of crows gone soft as black lace
ReplyDeleteand as light as the tender intentions of my fingertips."
I love that.
"I make my whole body a morning" crows soft as black lace
ReplyDeleteJust beautiful. Thank you.