This tired tongue tastes
of pearl white grapes.
My wine drenched body sinks,
drowns among the tangle of ivory sheets.
Soft the scent of summer's breeze
that pulls me into
the deepest sleep.
Hold me fast
my cotton cocoon,
where one's weariness and dreams meet.
Nightly I abandon my burdens
in the hush
of that sacred space.
The white light embrace
About the Creator
Rave Kodak
We witness and experience so many beautiful and harsh things on this earth. I want to share the beauty. The raw. Write about those things and create worlds from pieces of our own. I hope you enjoy my work.
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Comments (2)
Lovely nature poem!!!❤️
This felt so soothing and relaxing. Loved your poem!