All the Pretty Words
"All the Pretty Words"
All the pretty words
blooming like summer jonquils
fade from the velvet fresh green tongues
and rich fecund tussled beds
of poets and minstrels
strumming hearts with
fingers that waltz over keys
plucking tangos from dreams of
sensitive fates who thought
all their doors locked
Shadow of ink smudged lips
syllables sucked on and devoured
from a broken feathered quill
the breath taken away
by the constant beat of
consonants lusting for
long torturous kisses
organic is best for lovers
who are lost and never
coming back like leaves
that have left the pages
of Autumn now muting
their true colours with Winter
gets undressed
All the pretty words
imprinted on skin
meant to be kissed
All the pretty words
bloomed like summer jonquils
Perfume redolent still slumbers
he faints ecstatically
into the hollow of her neck
He holds her in close
and plays her like a sighing Cello
outside the rain throws inside shadows
on secrets never shared
time transports moments
in which honest characters
playing charades legs wrapped
like moist climbing ivy
cling to each other
through a storm of their own making
they make their bed
a landscape of wilful tempest
vanilla bland and clean
in this context
is never met
He whispers seductively,
“The seasons
haven’t completed
their final symphony yet,”
All the pretty words
blooming potent poppies
addictive unfurling
on white winter sheets
'becoming'
silver sage
and slowly read
(LadyLabyrinth/2019)
Billie Eilish - Lovely (Lyrics) ft. Khalid
https://youtu.be/4B9XMAbH-b0
"How ravished one could be without ever being touched. Ravished by dead words become obscene and dead ideas become obsessions.”
D. H. Lawrence, Lady Chatterley's Lover
“It's no good trying to get rid of your own aloneness. You've got to stick to it all your life. Only at times, at times, the gap will be filled in. At times! But you have to wait for the times. Accept your own aloneness and stick to it, all your life. And then accept the times when the gap is filled in, when they come. But they've got to come. You can't force them.”
D.H. Lawrence, Lady Chatterley's Lover
“Perhaps only people who are capable of real togetherness have that look of being alone in the universe. The others have a certain stickiness, they stick to the mass.”
D. H. Lawrence, Lady Chatterley's Lover
Sage:
https://dictionary.cambridge.org/dictionary/english/sage
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