About the Poem
This poem was written about the actual act of making love, and although it is fairly ambiguous, this seems obvious. It is really just a poem about a perfect time and the title just came to me as I wrote it. I write all poems by laying my heart on the page, and this is what I was imagining.
In Timeless Voids |
| by Malcolm Coleman |
| bodies touching, caressing under a star-filled sky only a blind moon watches love act its part the proximity of love sets hearts beating burning with passion needing to be heard revelation of self pure whole expression to a true love undying devotion the time for quiet no sound filters to the moon or the stars but emotions cry scream out with pain love is awake and hears need the air is strong primeval warm sensuous demands answers which must be given time is frozen minutes of pureness gifts of self love fully consolidated whispered emotions expressed tenderly gentle touches waves of love defer to silence deep quiet reigns stars alight in hearts now |
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ashlyn
ur poem was simply beautiful
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