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