Cascading

Sparks flicker from honey lips.
Shower me in purest fire.
Gravity lathes my ellipse
as we bask in our desire.
Shudders quake when passion grips
this yearning howls to inspire.

My mantle once longed to drift
in shame and disappointment.
Your voice charmed a brilliant shift
spurring my blazing accent.
Dancing comets praise our gift--
this hallowed ordained event.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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August 23, 2009 at 12:33 PM
How romantically you describe the acts of love, John. It is such a very special moment for a man and woman to share. Your poem reads like one written by the masters of the British Romantic Era. Dare I compare you to Lord Byron? beautiful verse with rhythm, rhyme and erotic emotion! Love, Carolyn
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August 21, 2009 at 10:33 AM
Here we are at the end of the week again. I am reading some excellent poetry today. Thank you for sharing yours with us John. Love, Carol
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