Open Poetry #5 |
First Kiss |
Skyfyre Senior Member
since 1999-08-15
Posts 1906Sitting in Michael's Lap |
First Kiss I never saw, before this day, the green That hides within the azure of your eyes; If ever I had dared, I might have seen These things I've just begun to realize ... If ever I had thought to brush your cheek So gently thus, with feather fingertips, Perhaps I'd not have paused so long to seek The singular attention of your lips ... Nor waited to enjoy the dance of tongues That washes warm desire upon my skin; Nor missed the ecstacy of eager lungs That savor every time I breathe you in ... Nor would I only now perceive the thrill That speeds the rhythm sounding in my breast; The rush that marks the melting of my will Would not be new, if only I'd confessed That countless times, on many sleepless nights, I'd watch these scenes unfold before my eyes; Dismissing them as fanciful delights To realms of wistful smiles and dreamy sighs ... But this embrace has left me so beset, With every moment, every breath sublime; That I can muster nothing of regret, Nor whisper of lament for misspent time. < !signature--> Full fathom five thy father lies, Of his bones are coral made, Those are pearls that were his eyes; Nothing of him that doth fade But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange... --William Shakespeare, from The Tempest [This message has been edited by Skyfyre (edited 02-03-2000).] |
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Christopher
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-02
Posts 8296Purgatorial Incarceration |
A heavy sigh springs from my lips, a happy smile creases my face. No smart remarks or caustic quips, just a bow at your charm and grace. Beautiful and all but heavenly Kess. What more is there to say! (Other than I love the presentation! ) |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
I feel that you reached deep within to pull this beauty out. I'm absolutely in awe of your talent. Great, Kess. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Rex Allen McCoy Member Elite
since 2000-01-30
Posts 2863Sippin a Timmy's in London |
There are those who have spent their entire lives searching for that which has always been by their side you have the touch of a master Rex }<{{{{o> |
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Skyfyre Senior Member
since 1999-08-15
Posts 1906Sitting in Michael's Lap |
Christopher: What, no witty retort? (checking forehead) -- you sick, m'friend? Thank you, and LOL @ presentation ... Marge, considering what I have to deal with in the mirror every morning, I would have to say I reached VERY deep inside -- LOL. Thank you for your lovely compliment -- I do not deserve it, but will take it anyway, rogue that I am! Rex! You snuck in there whilst I wasn't looking! What you say about searching is true, though I'm not sure about the "master" bit! Sheesh, I'm gonna gain a few hat sizes with praise like that! --Kess< !signature--> Full fathom five thy father lies, Of his bones are coral made, Those are pearls that were his eyes; Nothing of him that doth fade But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange... --William Shakespeare, from The Tempest [This message has been edited by Skyfyre (edited 02-03-2000).] |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Beautiful, as always, Kess! Denise |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Wonderful poem |
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JennyLee Senior Member
since 1999-09-01
Posts 1461Northwestern, NJ. |
Dismissing them as fanciful delights To realms of wistful smiles and dreamy sighs ... Jenny sighing herself Lilting with a haunting melody Jenny |
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