empty shell

Veteran Poet - 1,831 Points (67 / canada)

Lily - Poem by empty shell

Amongst the weeds there is a flower
In the still, dark, stagnant, waters.

Propelled by feet, our hearts tread above the water
Plank after plank our steps take us to our goal
I stare, the lake glitters, my eyes absorb your body
Stopped before a vessel as your flesh soaks up the sun
Then with cat-like balance, I take an extra step
With planned precision, foot hits metal, I quickly turn and sit

With half-bent knee and foggy head, you take a graceless step
The boat lurches, the earth tilts, liquid-diamonds splashing high
My body leaps to action, to quickly quell concerns
But you stay my hand with a smile, sit and grab an oar
I laugh aloud, I see it, the serenity on your face
The sky, my arms, the water, your heart is in its place, my hands

Amongst the weeds there is a flower
In the still, dark, stagnant, waters.

Clad in trunks and wicked thoughts, my oars begin to move
My arms flex, my hands grip, I put my back into each stroke
But soon our lack of destination begs our pace to slowly slow
The sun is high, I'm sweating hard, my arms are falling off
Your chest is heaving, so I stop. Your hips are grinding too?
I guess my mind was wandering and yours was eating me

Led by your hand your body moves, hungry for my arms
With each caress your fingers give, my lips they beg for yours
Our backs upon the vessels' bottom, we gaze upon the sky
Passion taking over as our boat begins to drift
Eye to eye, lips on lips and hands on hips, clouds spin
Suddenly it's quiet, the sky stops spinning. We have stopped.

Amongst the weeds there is a flower
In the still, dark, stagnant, waters.

We slow our breathing and compose ourselves
It has been so perfect, so far, why risk a look?
We lay in perfect harmony, in each other's arms
When a thought of beauty enters into my heart
Close your eyes don’t move, I know an odd request
I take a peak over the bow, to confirm my guess

In decomposing matter, framed with broken sunken branches
Lay an endless field of lily pads painted the darkest forest green
Keep your eyes closed but sit up. Keep them closed as I point your head
I paddle the boat into the perfect position, take a deep breath and open your eyes

Amongst the weeds there is a flower
In the still, dark, stagnant, waters.
And it is so beautiful that it actually says 'Love'

Topic(s) of this poem: love


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 13, 2015



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