*self-Forgetfulness Poem by Marieta Maglas

*self-Forgetfulness

Rating: 3.2


This gentle, smooth touch
of the flower
swallows the kiss
of an angry buzzing bumblebee,
which is fluffy and painted
in a thousand colors.
‘Tis for leaving the pollen
on his fingertip.
He is inhaling this pollen
to taste this daffodil,
while sitting in that yellow field.
He is dreaming of love
until self-forgetfulness,
while needing to wake up.
The dew shines on the leaves,
while the buzzing bumblebee
is caressing the flower's breast
to taste her milk.
He is touching her long hair
with his increasing beard.
Her flavor
is flooding his mouth
while kissing
and bearing all these.

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Friday, July 2, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: flower
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Unnikrishnan E S 19 November 2016

There is nothing like love

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Prasanna Kumari 14 November 2012

this leaves a sweet feeling by melting in those love-filled moments...

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Eyan Desir 09 July 2010

AAAAA... Arousing poem! haha i'll give you a 10

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Marieta Maglas

Marieta Maglas

Radauti, Judet Suceava, Romania
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