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Gray and black clouds gazed in the pit
Where many beings felt it was real.
Beneath the spotless pillow of calmness
There came a kiss so true I could feel.
Unawake the dove to see it forfeit;
Warmth of thy lips unveils something;
Bloody red, love. Love? Stricken sweetness
Brought the past of dream back, hurls up everything.
Touch the softness of innocence, and reveal:
A kind so pure, seraphic and enticing…
The thoughts dwells, and remained, left
So mysterious, a world full of wondering.
Unpetrified from this phantasm conveys a seal,
That marked the blankness of the first kiss!
Nay, the sweet summer scent, the first dew of the morning:
All dwells inside, I surely never miss!
Oh, but the mirth that was here, it became a judge:
As I woke up, everything was a mirage.
30th of November, 2006
© 2012, J.B. Tamayo
good to see this….
thank you dean! i thirst for your visit and critics
Fiercely wonderful to my senses, thank you ~Deborah
thanks deb! i appreciate your appreciation
life, so full of mirages…
enjoyed your poem – thanks for sharing
David in Maine USA
yes you’re right, mirages they are everywhere..your welcome
Just lovely, andt hat photo fits the poem perfectly.
thank you momma e., it took me like hours looking for appropriate image, glad you liked it
I had the same issue looking for a misty moon image for my first and only haiku Took me literally 18 hours of searching (not all at once, thank heaven) to find one that fit. But when I did – HAPPINESS!!! Have a great evening!!!