I. Blade the neck of flowers
Distill oil, soft as vanilla
Musky as sandalwood
Imagine words
dripping
lashing
their own distinct
perfume
on your fingers
II. First bite into apple
Tangs your tongue
crisp as morning rain
Bottle it-
spring's perfume
III. Wound the tree
repeatedly until myrrh gum
bleeds
darkens the parched bones-
The perfume of sorrow
IV. Witness the pearl
growing a thin amber of silk wings
upon another layer, threads
mirroring light
deep
into roots-
The harmony of music
is perfume
V. Moonlight on your arms
Fire in your eyes
The fruit of my desire
There is no perfume
headier than
you
Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Meeting the Bar - Hosted by Anna
Thanks for the visit ~
Bid the sun to rise soft as dew
On my skin, rain-fragrant trail
And I will bloom, pink and new
Where the knot tangles cold residue
and turns kisses to fading memories
Bid the sun to rise soft as dew
There's sap on my palms, honeydew
on my lips, bees on my knees-
Soon, I will bloom, pink and new
Wrapping away winter's bluff, so blue
Paint my core-seeds cerise
Bid the sun to rise soft as dew
There's a spell to brew
Ripening petals in quivering tryst
This blooming, pink and new
I want to do with you
what spring does with the cherry trees
Bid the sun to rise soft as dew
And blooming, I am pink and new
* From Pablo Neruda poem's Everyday You Play:
I want to do with you
what spring does with the cherry trees
Posted for Poets United - Cherry Blossoms
and D'verse Poets Pub - Villanelle poetry form - 19 line poetry form with two repeating rhymes and two refrains ~ Join me later at 3pm EST ~
