made love to you this morning
you collected rubies and diamonds
mine was merely sweat
gathered from unseen sea
your brocaded and silken moves
mine just rustic caustic ones
you nibbled on caviar pleasures
mine were bred by hunger
you conceived a sultan
I impaled a slave
Sounds as if one was in New York, and the other in Siberia...and somehow both met for a moment (or should i say movement) in St. Croix...lol! ....Rehan...you are one of my fav Poet's on this site...I rarely comment anymore, but when ever i see that intriguing _______________________________________________, i know if i cross over that line, that i am entering into oceans of poetic wine! Cheers, my friend! FjR_____________________________________________FjR
''you collected rubies and diamonds mine was merely sweat gathered from unseen sea'' feelings of love are rubies and diamonds...nice idea, Rehan...your noble feelings...10++
a cute poem...who live because of some thing die with the same cause, , cheers..10++++
That is merely the result of your approach and not that she's more lucky, seek the pearls and you'll find them in the sea of pleasure.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love this poem! Wow! It speaks so honest and clear of how different two people doing the same thing could feel. I heard some saying that this is the difference between man and women. But I do not believe so. I shall guess playing a game: Truth: I think the difference maybe it is only about loving with your whole being: heart body and soul. The one who felt like an impailer maybe gave only his body and not his soul, could not open wings. Dare: it is not the dreamer I have tears for. A poem to give a lot to think and feel about, loved it, thank you!