Press the pause key and hold it right there,
Freeze frame the love that is in the air,
Can you see the curvature of her face,
Of which my eyes must caress in trace,
In this snapshot you can hear the theme,
The title track that keeps your soul agleam,
Whispered words float on vibrant strings,
As kisses are sent to me on flowing wings,
Flying across the distance to find my cheek.
Like a modern cupid my heart she does seek,
But she no longer uses a bow and arrow,
Now she’s armed with a mouth silo,
Ready to launch a love missile,
Aimed to make me eternally smile,
Target locked straight onto my heart,
Real love and care is about to start!
The missile explodes and my heartbeat does accelerate,
My breath becomes so excited that I hyperventilate,
Leaving me in breathless gasps of fevered ardour,
Causing my ecstatic emotions to stratospherically soar!
Just breathe please, ever so sweetly,
Fill my lungs with your essence and resuscitate me,
With smooth aerodynamic lips entwined in the air,
The two of us together, make a perfect pair,
Like a jack of clubs and an ace of hearts,
We’re the 21 of cloud walking aeronautical arts,
Loving lofted lips crossing vast empty space,
Hand in hand our souls are never a lonely place,
For in skies of azure blue we have found each other,
As my angel lips at last have met their heavenly lover.
I wish no air pockets come through this airborne love. Truely modern cupid and all modern love weapons. Wonderful poem, Dale. Best Wishes. Naseer
Whoa! I swoon, I love the word ussage and how you set the mood. So romantic.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your words make my heart stir...so lovely! ~Lisa