Stillness envelops me now
Wishing I could hear your whispers
But mortar shells rattled my ears
From air raids on the battle front
Constant blasts pierce anvil and hammer
Leaving me deafened through echoes of night.
My return leaves you waiting among flowers
Allaying fears and speaking through warm eyes
I go damn , damn to those who harken your calls
Like sweet pitch of birdsongs playing on those lips
Whipping gently on my furrowed chest
As my heart listens to the tap of your touch.
And the swish, rumble , purr of your skirt
Cascade with the usual morning breeze
Remembering how we moaned on our first kiss
Where l howled at evening’s sweet chorale
Now, we lay on the sheets of moonlit grass
But the silent code between us wakes me up.
P.D's Contest: Free Verse Old/New
by nette onclaud