it lingers.........

I hear it echo from distant dreams

soft chaunting hymns beckoning me

to return to its harmonic flame.

I see it shimmer through shards of light

beyond my reach, inviting me

to gaze into its radiating eyes.

I feel it caress from bewitching disorder

tempting my heart, luring me

to risk the soultouch sense of a kiss.

I taste it from memories of feasts

wild sensuous morsels, enticing me

to graze from a buffet of love offerings

I inhale it, fragrance of warm skin

lingering in breathless air, persuading me

to transform beyond intoxicating bliss. 

Not yet, I say.

Not yet.

I'm not ready to risk that kind of love again.

But....

Let it linger all around me.

Let me gaze and graze on my own.....

I need time to explore territories

untouched, unseen, unknown. 

I need time to clear away cobwebs and conjure up new dreams

before I step out of the woods

and into the garden where true love grows.

The word at Sunday Scribblings is LOVE.  It's been a long time since I took part in this weekly exercise.  Good to stretch the creative juices again......... for more offerings, here is the link to their blog.