Reflections June 15,2009 Poem by Liberatore Suffoletta

Soothing fingers opening lips
glimpses of a vanishing world
a hand on the curve of your hip
releasing a wave that could drown
a long time before speech returns
Weightless,
like feathers in the wind
swim over me, like a crab
eyes flickering from eyes to lips
arched backs and lowered heads
close breaths seeking the other
reciting sighs learnt by the heart
Tanned and pale white delicate skin
slight skein of blond hair fallen
like rhyme, meter’s highest aspiration
The beauty of touching, poetess of love
Divan of poetry!

Little cries like a bird