My Neighbour's Precious Hand
i take my
neighbor’s precious hand; feeling
the divine symmetry
of motion, the gentle flash of love
particles contained
the laughing
waves of passion reveal the new
galaxies of desire
she glows
into my life like a poem
energizing my
soul; illuminating the inner
core of my being
we build a new Eden
on the scarlet wings of reason
this sweetest night
now, I pluck the
divine petals of wonder with glee
rousing the autumn rose
© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo


6 Comments:
At 10:07 PM,
TechnoBabe said…
The way you describe a hand as precious shows how dear this person is. I know the thrill of someone energizing your soul. The best part to me in this poem is building a new Eden. That makes is new and rock solid and on firm ground.
At 6:49 PM,
Fancy said…
Thank you for your insightful comments, Technobabe. Much appreciated!
At 3:38 PM,
insect repellent said…
I am very happy to see a blog like this. It is very interesting. Keep it up! Nice Articles.
At 4:24 PM,
Fancy said…
Thank you!
At 9:42 PM,
James said…
Not just your words, but the sound of the words adding so much.
Nubian dude...
Perfect.
At 9:44 PM,
Fancy said…
Thank you, James.
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