A Chill Poem by Eric Cockrell
A Chill
a chill in the air,
drinking coffee, and listening
for the groan
of leaves beginning to turn.
and the sight of your eyes
undressing you heart
in the simplest moment...
the wrinkled smile, talking
softly about nothing....
and giving it meaning.
some things just are...
and destiny is a small wind
that blows the falling leaf
into the almost sound
of laughter on your lips...
a chill in the air...
we build a small fire
with the hands of companions,
and lovers.
This is one of your breath takiing beauties that one can just slide right on in and wear it in comfort and in love. You've got the ink sizzeling lately... I love it... Jim Troy
'eyes undressing your heart'- just a fabulous line! (I'm almost jealous!) . I can feel this is inspiring me to write something. The best poems- before you're halfway through them- your mind jumps ahead in excitement, like a horse barely reined in.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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OK, I'll admit this is good. The subject does crystalize and follow through. Read mine - Cicatrix - Adeline