Cliff Dance

The cliffs were the only place she could go to find the edge of love
the only boundry between up and down, of faith and fate,
a frontier where tears scratch slate with bursts of pearl pain
and blood speaks to the sky for signs of passion's flood,
sea below, blue as sapphire lonely glow
churns the tide of romantic violence
salting silence into a sizzle of desire's uproar,
prehistoric granite a partner in the thunder
of her wet tides and his solid lift of sheer ridges
where vertical and horizontal make love in sharp contrast,
horizon rich in ransom of freedom's sweet space hovers
split by a sad pulse within her tired and pretty body,
night moves into day like a prophecy
born in the indigo of her cool inferno
auguring only one thing, high speeds
of love from comet's entrails,
on the precipice of self diagnosis
a vigil begins, ceremony of naked consciousness,
gathering the raw material of her soul
she lights a fire that burns like liquid crystal
waving into the shy truth
of shadows that no longer stand still,
the cliff dance starts, influx of instinct
imparts an innocent intuition
foretelling with ferocious accuracy
the survival or burial of they're love,
pouring vinegar and wine on each breast
she howls to the heights of His affection
and crawls towards the flames
to feel the sweat of lust in her veins,
the animal in her rises to hunt
through the heat, into passion complete,
life and death move her feet,
the pull of gravity gripping torso
closer to the drop of dreams,
a star breeze lashes and lifts 
her hair and limbs calling for ascendance,
in a moment of reckless roundabout
she hears His husky whisper
of love with no doubt
nibbling on inner ear,
her heart won't lay still
when His eyes see her as mystical,
there is only one law of love 
that she lives by, kiss or die,
only she knows the next step...

J.A.B.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Empress Avatar
July 25, 2026 at 5:46 AM
Left me breathless ~ and grateful to be able to embrace and appreciate a master poet like you ~ poet man! Pleasure reading ~ Sending you light always!
Bordner Avatar
July 25, 2026 at 12:45 PM
You are unique poetry Poetess...J.A.B
Empress Avatar
July 25, 2026 at 5:45 AM
Demands courage, and bravery, to face all winds of life! The ferocious and the faint fragility of all plus the calm! She knows she needs to face it all, and through his whispers she finds solace ~ finds sanity! Balance! The man in this is the rock, that holds the storm steady! This is hot, and kind of made me want to hear the whisper " love with no doubt" sigh! Can that be my sigil for passion unrepentant ? Gosh you amaze me! The imagery the storytelling the intensity of it all!
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July 25, 2026 at 12:42 PM
You are exactly right Poetess, the courage, the challenge, the commitment...how she responds to his determination and support. They are invincible together, but first she must dance the highest edge of her heart to fully believe...it's beautiful...
Empress Avatar
July 25, 2026 at 5:42 AM
This poem somehow resonates with me Dear Justin, you are an expert in the field of emotions and extremes of it all I feel as I read this. I love how you started the poem by stating that she goes to the cliff to find love. Cliffs can be often dangerous or risky, so what I understand is that she finds love in volatile situations etc and she can be temperamental, and tend to lose focus while in the midst of losing truth, to innocent intuition that can sometimes be misleading too.however real love ~
Bordner Avatar
July 25, 2026 at 12:36 PM
Yes Poetess, she must discover the truth of her heart, and the survival of their love legacy...it's intense!
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October 6, 2014 at 8:41 AM
This is a master class in poetry. You should be proud of this exceptional piece of writing. 7777777777777!
Bordner Avatar
October 6, 2014 at 9:12 PM
I am Honored, and motivated to create more Art of inspiring passion Richard,thank you very much! This poem portrays this woman's extraordinary quest to discover the root and meaning of love, her way, alone in a mystical ritual, communing with Nature, being received by wild forces. J.A.B.
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September 18, 2014 at 10:17 AM
Passionate work..Not sure if it is about an affair of the heart or an affair of the ocean to the cliff either way it works..Thanks for the kind comment on the blog..Sara
Bordner Avatar
September 19, 2014 at 2:48 AM
Actually its both Sara, the cliff is emblematical of her man hard with seductive edge, the sexy and tempestuous sea is she. I like you Sara...J.A.B.
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September 17, 2014 at 3:45 PM
what a passionate picture this paints. My gosh! Something about the cliff and on top of the world like that.(Love how you related passion to the parts of the cliff and to nature). great poem!!
Bordner Avatar
September 17, 2014 at 8:22 PM
As a sensuous woman you feel the innate connection between all parts alive in this drama Andrea, the lust, the isolation, the unabashed instincts of her nature and of the surrounding, dramatic landscape. All beautiful and unique women taste this craze once or twice in a lifetime. I appreciate your enthusiasm Andrea...J.A.B.
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September 17, 2014 at 6:15 AM
- A really powerful and wonderful poem, Justin - A pleasure to read your work - Have a nice day - oxox // Anne-Lise :)
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September 17, 2014 at 8:12 PM
A strange and sensuous world of suspence Anne. I'm happy my passion carves pleasure in you. J.A.B.
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September 16, 2014 at 2:29 PM
breathtaking! so rich with mystery and flowing images...dancing on a cliff not knowing the next step is a stunning leap of imagination, Justin...your gifted pen shines!.. thanks for enjoying my poem for your contest; much honored.. huggs
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September 16, 2014 at 8:22 PM
There is a very deep mystery in her heart, one that necessitates savage ritual of vibrant beauty to remove illusions of destiny and fate Nette. You earned 1st place because your soul has earned a special voice that produced a Masterpiece of rare beauty. I hope you continue to enter my Contests Nette...Justin
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September 15, 2014 at 2:26 PM
Superlative Justin and a super-awesome write. So many adjectives I could give to tell you how the blaze has started the fire. Verlena
Bordner Avatar
September 15, 2014 at 4:49 PM
This fire has a will of It's own, touching her in sensitive spaces Verlena. Your insight and feeling is well received. J.A.B.
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September 15, 2014 at 1:53 PM
A poem of deep meaning. Beautiful in suspense....a tired and beautiful body can only be reached by a husky whisper of longing and peace.
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September 15, 2014 at 4:46 PM
The suspense of her heart humming on the cliffs of passion. Suspense is a large element in this poem, it has a spirit which you see Eileen. you know how the comfort must touch...J.A.B.
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September 14, 2014 at 10:33 PM
(the 10th line I mean... very admirable) The cliffs are glorious and that ocean below.. would be the perfect place to set a poem like this. This feels like love on impulse... "there is only one law of love that she lives by, kiss or die, only she knows the next step..." But there seems to be a knowing fate as well... This is definitely a favorite. Love your work Justin!! Always, Laura
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September 15, 2014 at 2:29 AM
Sometimes love gets rough Laura, rock and sweet sea giving they're power to eachother...that's a very important moment in this poem, happy you felt it. Thsts a brilliant observation Laura, love on impulse, fits the hot and dire nature of this write sublimely! You make me feel good, thanks...Justin
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September 14, 2014 at 10:27 PM
"Misty taste of moonshine...teardrop in my eye.." John Denver... reminded me of that line... I've been reading this and I am just in awe! "pouring vinegar and wine on each breast she howls to the heights of His affection and crawls towards the flames" Exceptional imagery there with powerfully laced words.... okay... there are too many amazing lines to choose from but I love the ascending bit following husky whisper bit ( : And I also really like the vertical and horizontal contrast. --
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September 15, 2014 at 2:22 AM
Yes, this ritual of her love's indecision is savage & rugged, but divine in a primal way Laura! This poem conveys her intensity, the contrast are dramtic, i.e., vinegar/wine symbolism. You have vivid passion, thanks for letting me paint this drama onto your sensitive heart Laura...J.A.B.
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September 14, 2014 at 10:08 PM
Thank you. This poem is a masterpiece and the imagry it draws for me is so close to my heart. I love it. Every bit of it. Every line of heartache and lust. Every word of love. And so, thank you, for this beautiful piece of art.
Bordner Avatar
September 15, 2014 at 2:04 AM
Your volatile beauty knows this special, dangerous dance Jay. I cherish your views, and natural poetry too. I'm thrilled that my passion finds a stance on the cliffs of your heated heart...J.A.B.
Mehta Avatar
September 14, 2014 at 10:04 AM
Though dark but a strong message conveyed, Justin
Bordner Avatar
September 14, 2014 at 8:42 PM
What is the message Ram, what is it...the dark intensifies the light of our love. J.A.B.
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September 13, 2014 at 10:08 PM
Very powerful and strong message you had in this poem. Greatly well written
Bordner Avatar
September 14, 2014 at 8:40 PM
She is on the edge of love, not afraid to be perplexed by passion, her ritual is her life Chris. Thanks, J.A.B.
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