Dark Blue On Crimson Red Poem by katerina shmelyeva
Dark Blue On Crimson Red
two hearts of cobalt glass
in their jaded dance,
the eyes of limpid night
are looking in
the eye of heaven.
my eyes now stripped.
I'm like a wounded raven
right in the cradle
of the deep.
you're on the wax,
your high tides forced my blood
out of the veins,
I'm forced to reinvent your names
and still contain
the colors graven
by that last kiss of flames.
the eyes of limpid night are looking in the eye of heaven. by that last kiss of flames ...liked very much the expressions of this love poem.. thank you very much for this poem. liked reading it.........tony
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I'm like a wounded raven right in the cradle of the deep. last kiss of flames..... what an imagination to write the kiss of flames inflamed by longing love........ thank you very much for this poem.. dear poetess. tony