Showing posts with label kiss. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kiss. Show all posts

Saturday, February 16, 2013

Intangible Touch




I have been kissed
Not of lips
I have been touched
Not of skin
And I have felt those finger-tips
Ravage, caress
A world within

***

The utterance of wordless thought
Traverses eons obscurely
Yet keens the pen, jot upon jot
Touching the page in poetry

***

To quell the trembling of its touch
Would be to still the surging sea
Or quench the intangible rush
Rousing the want of life in me

***

Yes, I have been kissed
Not of lips
And I have been touched
Not of skin
The climax of a moment
Spills in heart-beats
Whisper-thin
 
J~

Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Heaven's Kisses





Beyond her kitchen sink
The skies turn pink
Night lifts sable skirts
And slips away
From ethereal space
Long-suffering grace
Succors our hurts
It is a new day




Beyond her reach
Mercies beseech
Rendering hope
Amidst the fight
Out on the east
Dawn spills a feast
Across earth’s slope
It is no longer night



Beyond her window
Out past the meadow
Daylight rends
The muted deep
Gold-gilded kiss
Melts the dark tress
She prays the Lord
His watch to keep

© Janet Martin



Psalms 90:14 - O satisfy us early with thy mercy; that we may rejoice and be glad all our days.


Monday, December 3, 2012

Love Language




 
Seems like our words
Can be hit or miss
Sometimes we need
The language of a kiss

Words can fall short
Or be misunderstood
The language of a kiss
Says things I never could

Its nice to speak words
Like ‘I love you’
But sometimes the language
Of a kiss will do

© Janet Martin

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

At the Mercy of the Muse...




Enchanting insanity
Double-edged bliss
Of tormenting misery
Disguised in a kiss
…that kiss leaves me wanting
And hungry for more
So I reach for the taunting
Where mysteries implore
As I grasp for its drenching
I resist, then beseech
The lyrical quenching
Just beyond my reach…

I cannot bear it
And oh, yet I must 
Fling into the air its
Glitter of dust
Beguiling whisper
Driving me mad
But if she should leave me
I would be so sad
For Muse is a soul-mate
With venomous kiss
Muse is a lover
Of bittersweet bliss

© Janet Martin

Alexandria, it really is a doubled-edge brutal bliss:)

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

If I Had Known...#4


If I had known
As our lips met
That your kiss would melt me so
Oh my darling,
you can bet...
I would have kissed you long ago...
J~