'no Quatrains, But Refrains' - Part 5
(a poetry collection)
for The Beloved and in honor of Mevlana Jallaladin Rumi
… the mind within mutely knows that much of love´s pain is not surrender, but self-infliction,
yet willingly surrenders to a blindfold worn above a knife thrust into the heart…
* * *
… in vain, we hope the wound will heal, though the wind will caress it during the magnificent
and cleansing terror of free-fall...
~~~~~~~
Loving you is my indulgence… please indulge yourself…
* * *
… intimacy flourishes at night because love walks the velvet-deep
of night-sky…… wrap it around you… intimately…
Copyright © Wrulf Gunkl-Vonglashaus | Year Posted 2010
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment