Tim Smith Poet Free verse

Demure

Je mourrais pour embrasser tes lèvres

demure propriety awaiting
mists uncover morning crest
arched along crimson tides

glances reflectively linger
last chances filling coffers
only pearls dare still sing

gentle waves wash
upward turns to heaven

Je veux embrasser vos lèvres 
scorch your name 
upon my naked soul 

find me in fluid drips
of your attention
simply holding_
holding on

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Arthur Vaso September 24, 2017 at 8:49 PM How did I miss this, as you know I like the mixing of languages, especially when it makes the poem flow so well, a fav for me!

Joanna Daniel September 22, 2017 at 7:24 AM Now, you've got me holding on to your poetry, Tim;)

Arturo Michael September 21, 2017 at 2:22 PM I enjoyed this one Tim. Very good...

Darren White September 21, 2017 at 9:42 AM Wow, how sensual, love it!

Winged Warrior September 21, 2017 at 8:04 AM C'est Magnifique...Timmy old boy...go Warriors go lol...god bless...^WW^

Ralph Sergi September 20, 2017 at 2:56 PM Sensually uttered and suave. Las Français y ajoutent!

Lin Lane September 20, 2017 at 2:06 PM A kiss given that romantically would be worth dying for. Beautifully expressed, Tim.

Eileen Manassian September 20, 2017 at 1:19 PM Blazing with passion and longing...Lovely, Tim

Anne-Lise Andresen September 20, 2017 at 12:38 PM - Lovely written, Tim - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Heidi Sands September 20, 2017 at 11:37 AM Wow a deep and passionate poem Tim :)