unpronounceable words lingered
just beyond my lips waiting for form
to unleash them upon the ridge
of your jaw below your ear lobe
you held me close and I watched
your face shift, transform, blend
and merge into infinity
and there within and through your eyes
I saw another galaxy
its beauty spiraled as peace,
serenity, and calm
a sun appeared and its rays
caused me to squint at its brilliance
you squeezed me then and
whispered…gather its knowing
and bring it to you
from that place beyond
that ancient we are from
where we are and were one
then, and now, and beyond
unpronounceable words lingered
in a language you know
that summons your power
and retrieves my soul
Sandi
TRASK
Felix
"If I have to be this girl in me, Then I have the right to be."
You have created a multilayered piece here that can be read as spritual, metaphysical or sensual. Your choice of metaphor and rhythm is grand. Well done!
Well done!!
Love Tinka