The Tides
I collapsed in your arms,
that night
we planted our kisses
in snow.
It was a sweet scented,
naked night.
Our breath, heated
eclipsed of light.
We were two,
soulful sky's
making new moons
in Lover's eyes;
Venus, Jupiter, Neptune
& Mars, moving in Sync
with presence and raw cause.
Magnetic affection,
fortune and desire
not one could predict
the fate of such love,
yet it lingered quite thick
in the minds of two doves.
We nestled so sweetly,
in our pocket of hearts,
it was a testament of loves
great and magnificent art!
My moon fell so softly,
blanketing the earth
a stunning moment,
a miraculous rebirth!
A rhythm of chance
your love neatly stitched
it was the tides inside,
when I felt the shift.
- J. Circosta, Tiny Poet
The Tides,©1.1.18, Poems from Passion
I collapsed in your arms,
that night
we planted our kisses
in snow.
It was a sweet scented,
naked night.
Our breath, heated
eclipsed of light.
We were two,
soulful sky's
making new moons
in Lover's eyes;
Venus, Jupiter, Neptune
& Mars, moving in Sync
with presence and raw cause.
Magnetic affection,
fortune and desire
not one could predict
the fate of such love,
yet it lingered quite thick
in the minds of two doves.
We nestled so sweetly,
in our pocket of hearts,
it was a testament of loves
great and magnificent art!
My moon fell so softly,
blanketing the earth
a stunning moment,
a miraculous rebirth!
A rhythm of chance
your love neatly stitched
it was the tides inside,
when I felt the shift.
- J. Circosta, Tiny Poet
The Tides,©1.1.18, Poems from Passion