Xavier Keough Poet Narrative

Window

I believe
In the promise of yesterday
The reflection of tomorrow
The precipice of your pouty lips
The sheer of your jagged hips
Eternity blinds the depths
Of pain's echoing eclipse

I forgot
Why the sun never lies
Silence washing over me 
Like warm chestnut eyes
A whisper of winter
Swirled in your touch
A fall to remember
A contour to clutch

I watch
To hear your sweet name
The leer of your tipped chair
The saunter of sideways hair
Throw around legs
Curled naked feet 
Tapping the open perfumed air

I felt
The fingernails of your fire
Midnight's moaning barbwire
Teeth baring shadow lit drapes
Lust found in fogged disgrace
The night forever broke 
Love's glass embrace

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Carol Sunshine Brown January 4, 2012 at 6:34 AM Congratulations on making it through the 1st round of PoetrySoup International Contest. Wishing you the best in the finals Xavier. Love, Carol

Christopher Bunton December 28, 2011 at 3:43 PM Very Good!

Carol Sunshine Brown December 27, 2011 at 7:50 AM Congratulations on your well deserved featured poem this week Xavier. I wish you the best on your writing endeavors in the new year. Love, Carol

Debra Squyres December 26, 2011 at 5:47 PM Strong imagery...enjoyed !!!

Carol Sunshine Brown December 19, 2011 at 11:56 AM Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to you and yours Xavier. Love and blessings, Carol

Carolyn Devonshire May 15, 2011 at 5:06 AM Really like you way you miss her legs thrown around you and her curled feet. "Midniht's moaning barbware" is a clever analogy to the "fingertips of your fire." Many beautiful images, Xavier. Love and blessings for a happy Sunday. I nearly have "Cry" memorized. It touched me so much. Love, Carolyn