Aside from the rise and fall
Of breath I see no sign at all
That you are less than perfect
Even human like the dirt that I am
Aside from gentle beats
Of pulse I cannot force belief
That you could be so flawless
Lying here within my arms–in my hands
Are you real?
Because the colors of your cheek
The vivid semmetry
Of your every little curve
Makes me feel
That you must have been a dream
Or a fragile figurine
Not a mortal, but an angel
Are you real?
vampireweather 
You are getting in the habit of making my heart flutter…. thank you again for bringing light and passion to my day!
Oh my! I shall have to be careful! Hearts that flutter tend to fly, and things that fly may escape easily, and I don’t want you going anywhere, so perhaps I should make your heart less fluttery 😉
I don’t think you have a problem of me escaping I am addicted hanging on every word. ❤
Oh my! Hanging is a form of Capitol punishment! First I have you flying and now hanging…I feel rather dangerous 😉
Haha. :p
You should feel a little dangerous taking my breath away with your words… 😛
omg…fluttering heart, hanging, stealing breath…this is a nightmare! I must write something much less threatening next time! Perhaps something about cute little bunnies or peanut butter… 🙂
Wow! ’tis beautiful!!!! Thank you so much for letting me choose. I can’t even begin to explain what an honor you gave me.
Well, I decided that if I must post something I’m uncertain of, I should at least have a second opinion. Thank you for being willing to choose! 🙂
It was a lot of pressure. 😉
Have a wonderful day, VW. ❤
Thank you, Muse! And you as well! 😀
Why, thank you, kind sir. And I hope yours was extraordinary! 🙂
You seem to have command of the written word in such a way to make women swoon. You craft what a woman wants whispered in her ear during love making, or tickled with on her naked flesh after. Very pretty words indeed.
Thank you Sarah. I am not as masterful as it seems, I’m sure. I tend to write my words alone in seclusion, and I largely avoided relationships as I grew up. My mind is superb at embellishing reality or removing itself altogether from it. I have been blessed with some beautiful love, and from it I draw much of my inspiration, but were you to meet me, I am not nearly as forthcoming with words these days 🙂
Thank you much, Sarah
wow! I had to read this one several times. Very romantic and strangely familiar… I have a little ‘vampire’ whispering similar things in my ears 😀
Really? Careful with those vampires…I’ve heard they tend to bite 😉
Thank you very much 🙂
lol, mine does 😀
hehe, well, in certain instances I suppose that is desirable 🙂
Schön geschrieben deine Gedanken wünsche dir ein schönes Helloween und einen lieben Gruss Gislinde.
Thank you for the kind words! I’m glad you took time to read it. Have a wonderful day!
I’m am getting more and more fond of your poems with each post. This is beautiful!
Deb xx
Thank you Debbie…somehow I feel a bit of pressure now lol 🙂
that priceless moment with new love, unsure if you are dreaming or not. simple beauty, your words are amazing!
And sometimes that moment can come even after years of love. That sudden realization of treasure…that revelation of beauty 🙂
lovely is the only word. in those words carved from ivory feeling smooth like caressing a wax figurine, lies sheer beauty. this poem of simple words have a magic to capture us in a smile and blow us high leaving us floating slowly down like a feather. that is the only way i can explain the feeling i got reading this poem.
wonderful.
It is so difficult to describe such thoughts, and poetry comes close on occasion, but still I find myself unable to express that sense of awe accurately as it is in my head. Thank you!