I yearn to absorb this moment in its entirety
breathe it in with all senses known and unknown to a woman.
I wish I could imprint in my heart
the lightness of your frame
lying on my bosom
the gentleness of your breath
as your chest moves slightly up and down
the soft glow of the night
as it reflects the contentment on your face
mirrored in mine
the stillness in the air of waning autumn
I wish to conjure up a wordsmith
who could capture the beauty of this moment
to be retrieved in another time
when I am not so fine
to remind me of what bliss feels like.
This post is my entry for November 1st of NanoPoblano, 30 days of blogging in November. I am planning to dabble in poetry for most of the month, learn a little about the structure of poetry, meter, rhyme and so on. But a lot of my poetry is going to be free form like this one here. I might throw in a couple of microfiction posts into the mix to spice things up during the course of the month. Happy November!