Knocking Love Doors

Poetry — A reflection of my love-strange

Photo by Jonathan Borba on Unsplash

Dusty memories-down the lane,
Your head on my shoulders,
Meadows bed,
You crept and crawled closer with your words,
Your hands over mine,
Crystals forming behind,
A step on the rock
my lips pressed beneath,
pressed to jingle-
a sound of love.

I heard it all down the lane,
Whistles of your breath,
down my neck-
A love spread ahead,
Bruises of blue-marks of red,
that old scarf you gave me,
Scarlet it smelled,
Rose of petals walks over moon,
Dusky shade of your under-the-roof-
leafs searching a way to loop.

Your lips below mine,
tint of pink shared,
dandelions-blue red and white,
Ignited a soul-a smile of shine,
Sleeping under the blanket of stars,
Music under the blue light,
pink haze butterfly,
Wings apart-sunk inside,
A tale of love spread beside.