All, I want it All

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Mine, a single word holds me still, my mind frozen

Whispered in the dark, against my sleeping back

In the dawns pink light out loud, shattering my morning

My mind holds it, whispers it back to me when you are not here, Yours

Mine,  a phantom arm around my back, lips against my ear a whisper

Dancing to a rhythm only partly of music’s making

Body molded as if it knows your contours and fit before               

Dared to agree, even my skin responds without need for more, Yours

Mine, spun from honey and silk across a fearful heart

Secret words and questions, challenge shadowed corners

You are the first I tell you, gifting you my secrets and my doubts

You are the only one I see in the corner of my eye, my heart wide open, Yours

Mine, you are King Shahryar to my Sherehezade as I spin tales for your amusement

Stories laid at your feet, laying bare my soul as a place of delight

Each tale told to free us both or bind us more closely together

Hints of velvet and gold lay lightly on my neck a promise, Yours

Mine, unbound until you knock on the door, ask me again

Fantasy and reality entangled, my spirits wings beating with your heartbeat

Silk bonds float down to lay across wrists offered in trust to you, bound to you

I have loved you before as you knot the red silk and draw me toward you, Yours

Valentine Logar

29-May-2014

Comments

  1. As the last one did, this leaves me breathless. I wonder if that binding isn’t about complete trust, freely given. He didn’t need to bind her to him, she bound herself, given everything without restraint.

  2. Val, your poetry is really good! This was lovely. I especially liked, “Silk bonds float down to lay across wrists offered in trust to you, bound to you, I have loved you before as you knot the red silk and draw me toward you.” There is something very mysterious and foreboding about this line. She’s offering her wrists to be bound and drawn closer to him, but his knotting of the red silk suggests to me that her freedom is being hindered (plus her admittance that she has loved him before). I feel a little uneasy for her future . . .

  3. The imagery flows here between two people in a sweetness that seemed to take me away from my day… Really am enjoying your poetry, Val.

  4. Val this is an exquisite poem that ripples deliciously with your well chosen words that dance in the imagination..
    Wonderfully scripted my friend 🙂 xxx

    • Thank you Sue. Inspiration of the heart and soul seem to be released these days. I am finding myself less bound by past conventions. I am feeling set free.

      I am so grateful to everyone who is reading and giving me such positive feedback on my poetry, I have kept it a secret side of me for so long.

      XXX

  5. On another note … “It Is What It Is” has been honored. We are paying it forward. Know that your work is honored and valued!!
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  6. You seem to be feeling very inspired, Val!

  7. Good job of reaching into our heart. As I’ve said before, you are good with poetry. Well done!

  8. Val, I love this line:

    “Mine, spun from honey and silk across a fearful heart”

    So beautiful and evocative of the sensual you. Awakens the senses with the smell and taste of honey, the feel of silk all at once. Nice.

    • Monica

      I begin to remember who I once was, who I might have been. It is an awakening of sorts. I read journals, I write again. I scratch old parts of my brain and think, huh that was me then.

      Thank you Monica, truly. I never thought to share my poetry and I am feeling blessed that that people like it.

  9. Beautiful, the way you weaved in the One Thousand and One Nights in your metaphor filled lines. A lovely read, Val – is there another night’s story coming up 🙂

  10. Barbara Mattio says:

    Your words and emotions are very moving. Wonderful work.

  11. You have such a talent in the use of words. Beautiful!

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  13. ~♥~ ʚ(ˆ◡ˆ)ɞ ~♥~

    ☜(◉‿◉)☞

  14. Yours, Also. All of us who are and will always be here for you 🙂

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