# # Until It Comes Poem by Sonya Florentino

# # Until It Comes

Rating: 5.0


Slit me like a sack full of grain
Spill me like sweet water
Strike me with that one last match
Burn me down to the embers

Churn me until I’m soft like butter
The oil must separate
Then wrap me in the pleasured languor of your gaze
Until they come
The unstoppable love waves
Until it comes
That smile on my face

© 2009 Sonya Florentino

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Patti Masterman 20 October 2009

The words in here are so concrete and earthen; 'slit me like a sack full of grain' 'burn me down to the embers'. You can hear and feel and almost touch the lines.

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Rakesh Bedi 20 October 2009

a novel experience to read such expressions; slit me.....and that too in a love poem...sonya, overall impact is as desired....a lovely, cute poem, dear...

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Kesav Easwaran 21 October 2009

'Strike me with that one last match Burn me down to the embers'... best lines...burning passion there...10

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Susan Jarvis 29 October 2009

Fiery, frenzied, seductive, sensual and oh, so passionate! A steamy triumph of a poem! S ;)

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Patrick A. Martin 26 October 2009

What a passionate plea for love. It really is an experience of the senses-10

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Smiley Hooker 25 October 2009

Sensual, powerful and thoughts provoking! beautiful indeed! :) hugs & kisses, Smiley

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Obinna Eruchie 24 October 2009

The words that go with the sound, and the different images employed makes the poem a passionate one. It is elegant.

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How you command the reader's immediate attention with this brilliant poem! Strike me, spill me, burn me, churn me, wrap me', all to a sensitive and sweet finale. What a clever turn you made with this one. 10 love Karin

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Sonya Florentino

Sonya Florentino

Manila, Philippines (residing NYC)
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