sonnet four posted by imani , Sunday, October 5, 2008 at 9:45 AM, in Labels: ars poetica

you and me
sonnet four

your skin a shimmering land of honey
yet i know it is a shroud betraying the
beauty that thrives within you
for you are who you are and what i see,

what i feel and what i touch is magic and
energy untainted and your fingers stir
my senses and give rise to a thousand
reveries conceived by a mind that thinks of

nothing but the wonder that the lithe
and impeccable contours of your body
exude in the silence of seconds and

eras, in the death and ruin of lies
i have your tranquil and unperturbed
glance leading me back home.