Arms Poem by Eila Mahima Jaipaul

Arms

Rating: 5.0


swirling like fountains
something called out mouths to temper.
I melted into the shape of the sun
while you knelt to discover
just how to capture it.
It was the way you discovered
the last pages of me,
that made me wish to stay here
forever in your
eternal protective embrace.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Declan McHenry 15 March 2006

Subtle. A very subtle write and not at all what I was expecting from the title. Thanks for surprising me.

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