Holding On To Love
Holding On To Love (Ten Word Challenge - 2)
Not even the TACTILE, brown sands of time can erase
my Beloved’s LUSCIOUS taste. BITTERSWEET dreams
wrapped in pink ribbons arouse my soul like QUIESCENT,
rhythmic raindrops tip-tip-toeing on AMBIVALENT seashores.
FLAMBOYANT and ARCANE as a rare, white peacock,
my Beloved is the QUINTESSENCE of my being.
His love requires not the IMMOLATION of self.
For he’s my INTERCESSOR guiding me through
the shadows of night into the clarity of day.
Contest: Ten Word Challenge - 2
Sponsor: John Hamilton
Copyright © Pandita Sanchez | Year Posted 2016