Bliss

Bliss

the fire has become embers
light has succumbed into shadows
a Spanish guitar now whispers
where moments ago we were lost
in a tango of passion
reeling in a cascade of desiring limbs
captivated universes
dancing in each other's eyes
now your head enveloped in quietude
upon my breast
wandering in the land of nod
hair perfumes the air
while i listen to each breath
every heartbeat
envelops my body in serenity
it is in moments such as this
i touch the bliss
a destiny for us within eternity
the empyreal fields of her lips
are my earthly paradise
where i wait in anticipation
of forevermore 

3/15/22   OKC

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Mystic Rose Rose

Date: 6/5/2022 2:35:00 PM

This kind of bliss can only co -exist partly on earth partly in heaven dear poet. I enjoyed every word penned. Thanks

Timothy Ray
Date: 6/7/2022 9:02:00 AM

thank you, i see our quills serve a similar Master....such are the blessings life affords us....ain't it grand!!! my quill used to be very worldly....now, like Tiny Tim, i tiptoe thru the tulips...i have dropped the reins and let the carriage run amok....such fun!!!

Ann Cantu

Date: 4/1/2022 3:06:00 PM

Nicely captures the satisfaction of love's slumber. You are a natural at the art of romantic verse. Very nice reading you here Tim.

Timothy Ray
Date: 4/4/2022 12:16:00 PM

Romanticism is an emphasis on imagination and emotion as opposed to reason and intellect. A great war in the 18th Century betwixt poets. It has a sense of the infinite and the transcendental so lacking in say Kerouac or Bukowski who walks Blake's path of excess without ever reaching such definitions. this ends the lecture