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Click hereA Simile for Your Kiss
The full moon took its time, and then my breath
Away as I saw clouds reveal its light;
Then gave me pause as when our lips first met.
I gasped in recognition -- pure delight.
Remembering your kiss, your touch -- that smile
Stopped my anguish at a moment’s crest
As liquid silver was my truth. And while
I memorize your touch upon my breast.
And, stopping me with white, the water mist
Reflects the singing moon as tarnished fire.
Just where my breath had paused before your kiss-
That same soul-filling memory of desire.
Mixing milk then bronze into the vial
The moon is metaphor still in your smile.
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 34,000 poems.
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i loved it cordelia. i usually have a hard time with poetry but this has such an easy flow. i found it very sensual. you're one teriffic writer. oak man