Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Ode to you





Ode to you;




It is not how you look, 
But how I see you, 
With chaste heart and pure eyes, 
I solemnize you, 


My beloved, 
I restraining my fervent blood, 
To be recognize not, 
I quietly awake, 


But you bed yourself in my lines, 
As in placid lakes, 
Or wave-foam


Earth music
Seas fragrance
In you, 


Nakedly clear, 
And beautiful to me, 
Whether it is your strong hands, 


On my breast, 
At a primal touch, 
Or your ultra thick lips, 


Like a musical instrument, 
The essentials of your skin, 
Color and redolence.


The deep landscape 
And meekness of your eyes.


You steal my breathe in a verse, 
And I keep writing to you my love.






Copyright©ElenaToledo2009


3 comments:

Angelica said...
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Angelica said...

Angelica said...
This is a very romantic poem.

"Like a musical instrument,
The essentials of your skin,
Color and redolence."

I can feel the emotion building up more and more caused by senses that brings me back to sweet memories of love.

Elena Toledo said...

I love this poem!!!