Coming Back To You - Poem by Leslie Alexis
Your skin is a silken rainbow
that emits light of one length
to give a glorious golden glow.
Secrets serenade your every bend,
your toes and lips are the ends;
in your kisses I gather pots of gold.
They too, like leprechauns’, leave
after the trade - as all illusions do-
but daily I return - am I a fool?
Therein I see Solomon’s blunder,
in not knowing real from fake was his fall –
the temple tumbled from a thousand kisses.
Yours is as immense as ten –
As David’s doing to the thousand,
And all who is fallen is me - one.
I fall into your eyes and on your lips,
Just to be saved and made to stand tall
In your heart, where I find richness of love.
This wealth weighs more than fool’s gold can.
It’s a white black-hole in my heart,
That takes and gather, then to the giver gives.
In this, I -the fool? - am proven wise;
Kisses fade - they do, but the heart blooms,
Knowing this I’ll keep coming back to you.
Copyright © 2010 Leslie Alexis
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