Jarred by your breath–
by the water from your lips.
Your gravity shackles me,
orchestrating the swells
that thrash in my dreams.
Incomparable in soul.
Breaking me.
There is no divide of oceans,
and no separation of hand.
We belong mended–
a perfect mold in this life.
Wandering past poverty,
and breaking through storms.
I am a child inside your callings.
You bring me back to where I belong.
Magic forges our bottle.
Sealed by our unbreakable,
and loving bond.
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Very beautiful….. =)) will miss you on here Jess, your work has been a true gift to my heart dear friend. I hope I will be back online soon enough…..XOXO! Love to you! April
Thank you love! I hope your hiatus is short and we still find a way to stay connected. Let me know how you are as soon as you can. Much love. xoxoxo
Lovely poem, Jessica! I really enjoyed this piece. You write so beautifully. π
Thank you Brad! I appreciate your sweet compliment and for stopping by. xo π
So well written; I love your poetry.
Thank you Kristina π
a bottle is a great metaphor for a relationship and all that it can contain…and as long as it is together it can hold much…nice..
Thank you Brian!
this so beautiful.. love as a bottle holding so much inside. great poem!
Thank you Anthony, I appreciate you reading. π
Tonight is a great night for poetry. A level above excellence.
Thank you so much Henry.
Lovely!
Thank you!
Lovely use imagery
Thank you John, I appreciate it. π
Breath-taking! I aspire to write so masterfully. Wonderful job =)
Aw, thank you! What a lovely compliment. It is much appreciated.
wonderful piece…but then your work always is…cheers pete
Thank you Pete, you are sweet. π
beautiful piece…lovely as always..
Thank you Louise! XO
Love the flow in such a small space. The layered depth in here is difficult to convey for a piece three times it’s length, yet what a wonderful job you did here, again in such a small place. Concise with out imagery sacrifice. Thanks for sharing
Thank you! I am honored you enjoyed it. π
A great intensity expressed here, I found it quite touching
“Wandering past poverty,
and breaking through storms.
I am a child inside your callings.
You bring me back to where I belong.”
Absolutely got me with that stanza, beautiful! ~ Rose
Thank you Rose. I love that you came by and I really appreciate your comment. π
I like all of this but love this part
Your gravity shackles me,
orchestrating the swells
that thrash in my dreams
Very very nice work…
Thank you very much. xoxoo π