apogee on sand [venus revisited]
touch me again…
perceive me where yesterday the voluptuousness
of the pulp recoiled, finally tame, between the valves.
one more shell, upon the sand of tardy passers-by.
the ones who rummage through the shades, you know.
those who profane the secrets of the whelks
in their terrene thirst of hearing, more divine, the sea.
the sea, here, today, this early, ploughed in your
return and the sparse pearliness of the salt.
perceive me where these words, poetic, are the reflux
of the foam of mute fulfillments, after the cresting tide.
where hips blissfully ebbed.
where the cult is now the one of seaweed outspread
in the sun on the apogee of sand, the altar.
like one sole body, the temple, conceptual.
love me again…
© 2006 Alexandra* ~ OneLight*®
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unique vein and imagery supplanted by the passion of the conceptual ...
Felix
Let us ride, together, the crest of all waves of love that swell within our hearts, over and over again, resting occasionally between the ebb and flow upon the shore, until the tide carries us away once more into our ocean of dreams.
What an extraordinary poem of passion you have written. Surely, Venus smiles more beautifully now than the Mona Lisa.
Amo te muito,
Joseph
You express the softness and tenderness of your soul in this
exquisite and potent pen..
You are a unique individual with a lot of innate wisdom and love to offer this crestfallen world, and you do it by the magnitude and power of your extraordinary words and art...
Love and Light
Peter
of the foam of mute fulfillments, after the cresting tide.
Exceptional lines Alexandra..mute fulfillments struck me profoundly..glorious work!
Vesna
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)