from limbs of willow tree

Hyacinth garden


enchanting skills their poems a familiar refrain

temptation beckons and entertains its suggestive quatrain

expose the hidden from all we see

with light as white as milk sighs vibrate of what will be


dreamy beams tethered to harvest moon

as if it us holding that luminous balloon

repeat, once more, the chase

a soft slow ballet that always kept pace


delicious drip slipping below

at night, we knew all the shapes of a shadow

compelled by your taste upon my lips

pleasures delight as we live in loves eclipse


you trail right through within tableau
chant that supple spell, say it is so
if you desire then have desire of me

as the moon peaks out from limbs of willow tree



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nightlight1220's picture

Lovely, Dylan. Loved the

Lovely, Dylan. Loved the imagery.  Only I was pulled into disappointment on the last line. It left me a little bit antsy and wanting to move. Nothing worse than watching a good movie behind someone wearing a huge sombrero. :-D


...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "


a.griffiths57's picture

  Oh! wonderful what a


Oh! wonderful what a gorgeous poem. Creating sound imagery and lovely love scenes this poem enlightened and engrossed the reader right through. Well crafted.