Romantic Love
In the brown leaves lie my valentine memory
In the sands of the dried up river my nudity
In the scent of jasmine garden your naked gravity
Who says the river flows for ever, never
What goes on until the blood flows in the vein
Sometimes slow sometimes like the torrential rain
The images die and the images are born
In the garden you love
In the stench you scorn
Umpteen unborn too
Our lonely times are the shadows
They meet the light and give rise to the photos after photos
It is another river of both grief and glamour
The river of thought sought or unsought
Untying the knots the time forced into my spine
The memories of our valentine
Like the grapevine light and shade
Resplendent in silken sunshine
The equine entwine, thine and mine, the joyous resign
To the deep designs of the sparks and fire paradigm
Our love responded to the crimson call
Then at the summit arrived the fall
It was lightening fast
The cardiac agitation
Sweat in profusion
You breathed your last
I cannot keep away from the celebration
Every year
Wrapping the gems and jewels
In the twilight envelope
With my valentine
I can feel the face and the kiss
In the bliss of gray sky in the blue sunshine
Across the avenue
Two poems are kissing each other
Their dimples shine
You were very kind
The wet air
So true
A tissue
The sky turns blue
The scented heartbeat
In the shirts
Deep down the heart
February 14, 2018
For Valentines Day - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Cecelia Hopkins-Drewer
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