If you could love me
Even for one second,
You would understand
The tale my thoughts could tell you...
You would understand
Why the dreams would never be
Reproduced by the delusions,
Those never-ending dreams.
By using some lost pieces of the broken stars,
We could recreate a new amphora
Of light in our souls,
And we could swallow
The blue infinite,
Just you and me and our thrill,
That thrill being
Like a butterfly with trembling wings
On the cherry blossom petals of a flower,
A butterfly swirling in the breeze
With its untouched sensations
Within its untouched world,
Or like a noetic kiss in our sleep.
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this is a beautiful poem, your writing is truly beginning to grow on me.. 10
Congratulations for your imagery and innovative, creative writing........10
Glib touch-down in valley of love-utopia with exuberance and oozing euphoria. Ten. Ms. Nivedita. UK Cordially invite to read and comment on my poems. niv
this poem carries a romance sweetly transcendal flowing inside it...thanks Marieta...10
Hi Mari - A beautiful poem from your beautiful Heart. A Neotic Kiss in our dreams is always perfect - it feels perfect - it tastes perfect and the emotional effect is perfect - it is so so much better than a mere physical kiss. 'Dreams are never really reproduced by delusions'. When we reach out to someone 'neotetically' it only takes one second of love (V 1) . V 3 We would begin to understand the difference between metaphysical love and love in 'real space and time'. V 5 & 6 The 'infinite blue amphora recreated from the lost peices of broken stars' is awesome 'Just you and me and our thrill'. V 8 This is so so experiential Mari and absolutely describes the infinite thrill of 'Dream Love'. Metaphorically Butterlfy wings - Cherry blossom petals - untoched sensations' admit it Mari - you have been there - 'Like a Neotic kiss in our sleep'. Thank you for sharing the object of your Dream Love must be a perfect Dream Lover. Love you in Poetry - JOHN.
ike a butterfly with trembling wings on the cherry blossom petals swirling in the breeze with their untouched sensations, within their untouched world.... Beautiful..
aww that is so cute and adorablke like margaret said the diction was vividly wonderful keep up the great work
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The diction is vividly wonderful in a way that shows innovation 10