Blue Rose
Do you remember that first kiss?
Do you remember the first...
time you placed your hand...
On my chin and lifted my eyes,
to meet yours?
Do you remember the feeling of your heart....
Struggling to keep up with the
Surge of emotional totality
and physicality
wrapped in connectivity akin
to the
harmonious dance the sun and the moon
play from day to day to day?
I do!!
As I reach up to touch your...
face
Looking into those eyes again..
My blue rose.
I remember the scents, the touch..
Imagination and reality..meeting pleasantly.
I remember the hands of time and scraps of fate
pulling directions never fathomed...
Yet just as the magnetic pull of gravity can never be fully negated,
So goes the attraction of the past, present, and deems to be the future...
Sigh....
As the visions and dreams became real
There you stood my blue rose...the feeling inside..
words are pale.
How to explain unrequited emotions.
Looking into your eyes,
Reality to touch..
The absoluteness of words no longer bound by divisions
No longer a fantasy of facades.
Our lips met, my soul jumped, and
the gates of molten fire unleashed!
Your smell, your hold, your all..took me over so suddenly...
It was as if all moments of time had been compressed into
NOW.
As you tasted my world, gifting to me
delectations of pure bliss
There you stood, with all of your goodness
A visual delight, a work of art
A craft ready for exploration..
My blue rose...
blooming to fullness...
You took me so gently..entered my essence so sweetly, so perfectly
so rightly..
and I
Exclusively, uninhibited, unabashedly..
gave into you...
the rhythms ensued and the dance was so beautiful
the song played and we...
we...
danced
again, and again, and again...
An emotional rising like sweet cake..
baked just right...
sigh....
My blue rose