Lips Swelling In Love Poem by Margaret Alice

Lips Swelling In Love



Saturday 27 September 2008

Such wonderful sunshine, gilding trees, illuminating
ridges, driving through a shimmering golden syrup
space, one of the most beautiful places I have ever
been, I imagine the day was made for me

Remembering the love you promised me, aware of your
thoughts and goodwill all around me, my mind anchored
in your truth, lips swelling in love, body preparing to
accommodate your affection penetrating

Feelings perpetuated by the caresses of sparkling sun,
your words reverberating within, repeated, magnified,
echoed by the sunshine in golden droplets of pure
love – I love you…

Your lips kissing my soul, clenching in expectation of
your possession, I’m blushing in anticipation of your
presence, unseeing eyes focused upon your voice,
non-listening ears straining to catch your thoughts

Antennae searching for your broadcasts, setting my
receivers to your frequencies, lifting off onto the plane
where your soul is evolving, shuddering within your
reach, burning to receive the gift you have to give

Moving to the vibration of your vocal chords, molded
and formed by your deft movements - your tongue
possessing my mouth - dissolving into your being -
glistening in submission unresisting, spinning within

The wave of your desire, clothing myself with the strength
of your acceptance, sensitive soul and fragile spirit are
completed and healed by the infusion of your dominance;
as you grow harder, I grow softer

As you become denser, I open up; as you grow stiff, I
am melting, as you go up, the flights starts; I prepare
to welcome you, opening heart and soul to receive
your essence, enriching it before returning to you…

As you praise me, the glory I feel becomes your ac-
colade, as your love covers my heart with beautiful
self-esteem, my radiance covers you with glory and
the new life I feel becomes your victory

Every time you bathe yourself in the light of my love,
you become stronger, my fiery resistance, testing your
intellect and intent, is purifying, infusing you with more
endurance, testing your courage

Making you into a mighty warrior, my soul is your citadel,
the spices you bring become burning incense in my soul,
filling my spirit with sacred, silent delight…

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Stephan O''Rielly 11 January 2010

Your poem indicates that you are a great lover. I enjoyed reading. thanks

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Reshma Ramesh 02 October 2008

beautiful.......................

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Neil Marsden 01 October 2008

Hi there, This is such a strong and sensuous piece of writing, I only wish that someone has ever felt for me just a fraction of the emotions that you so eloquently describe in such detail. Stunning! Neil.

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Margaret Alice

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