In the valley of forbidden dreams,
I see my heart explode
At the feet of a Queen;
My pulse rate increases
At a merciless speed.
I’m more accustomed to shadows
Than lingering in exotic eyes
Where my soul undrapes
Every protective layer of disguise,
But I’m here on bended knees
In adoration for the feminine
Wanting to be the indebted servant
To the perfumed blouse,
To the soft lips of whispered secrets
And the enchanted kiss,
I lay wounded in ecstasy
And will disappear
Into the background of her mirror
As she brushes her shimmering hair.
This takes me to about a hundred places, real and imagined, physical and very physical. Love it.
wonderfully written, much enjoyed this write, you are very talented!
Oh, Uriah. Your eternal sweetness and shameless adoration will always melt my twitterpated heart. I lie in reverence - smitten and humbled at the foot of every poem You are a true gentleman, and I for one love you for it. Thank you for being you, and for sharing your beautiful spirit with the rest of us. Shannon xoxo
Uriah, This is beautiful, any woman who wouldn't fall at your feet for saying this would have no pulse of their own. -Eila
Uriah, this one comes from the soul. Enchanting poem. Hearfelt. love, Allie xxxxxxxx
this one made me realize...that only a few men in life...know Queens when they see them. and you are one of those. i respect that very much. eni da kid
This piece is, quite simply, magnificent. Heart-wrenching, too. t x
Wow - there are still some good guys left! Where my soul undrapes is one of those wish I'd thought of that lines! Great stuff, really great stuff. Hugs Anna xxx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A story that opens up it's cover and invites the reader in for a real treat.Great write.Love Duncan