picking petals

 

 
I was in the heavens trying to watch you

Milky waves altered my vision

If I pressed hard enough I just might,

darling maybe I could touch you,

taste you

I feel you on the tip of my tongue already

I swear when I get like this

it’s like your body is singing to me

singeing me

bathing me in a luminesce that

this moon doesn’t ever dream of

the sun couldn’t even caress


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4 responses to “picking petals”

  1. johncoyote Avatar

    So beautiful. The words were understood and felt dear poet.

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    1. Éloa Avatar

      Thank you!

      Liked by 1 person

      1. johncoyote Avatar

        You are welcome dear poet.

        Like

  2. johncoyote Avatar

    Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
    Outstanding poetry shared by a talented writer.

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