By Candlelight

A Love Poem

G.L. Morrison
Memorizing you, worshiping you.

The candles flicker on the table;

the light is in love with your face.

It glitters your cheek; it strokes your neck,

filling the beads at your neck with suffused fire.

You are noosed in burning kisses.

The light is in love with your skin,

and glints off the sweat of our dancing,

like the light caresses the river.

The light kisses me with the same mouth,

I taste its loving you.

Your mouth follows the path of the light toward this kiss.

You kiss me, holy me, honey me with soft fires.

I memorize you tonight,

borrow enough of you from this candlelight

to fill another hundred poems.

Published by G.L. Morrison

With sundry awards, magazines & anthologies to her credit, Morrison's taught writers @conferences in Portland, Seattle, SF, Boston, Chicago, NYC and Washington DC at the Library of Congress.  View profile

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