a rock
falling into pitch blue lake – soundlessly,
with little
or no effort; it makes its' way naturally,
like my
heart melting when his eyes hold me captive
no air left
in my lungs, only the warmth spreading
to the
bottom, where all things go quiet.
*
That's really sweetly done. Love the imagery.
ReplyDeletesweet indeed...
ReplyDeleteWhat a soothing image you chose.
ReplyDeleteAnd words to match it to a T.
There is a strange sort of connection between the picture and the poem, when you look at one you could see the other! Good work. :)
ReplyDeleteJust beautiful...so beautiful I can really feel the moment!
ReplyDeleteA beautiful captured moment ~ I love that warmth spreading to the bottom ~
ReplyDeletethe part with falling is that you will find your way naturally...and while that silence at the bottom could be deafeningly scary for some...it also can have its peace...intriguing metaphor...
ReplyDeleteThat is always a great feeling.
ReplyDeletelovely imagery!!!
ReplyDeletemuch love...
I picture the rock falling and the heart making a similar passage inside the body. Very cool.
ReplyDeleteQuietly sweet :-)
ReplyDeleteZQ
I like this. It is sweet, but sensual and connects with something we've all hopefully experienced. Well done!
ReplyDeleteThis is an excellent analogy!
ReplyDeleteFeels right feelings....
ReplyDeletein the silence we find peace..
ReplyDelete" where things go quiet"...delicate and warm feelings.
ReplyDeleteexquisite!
ReplyDeleteyou seem to choose every word very carefully. so much emotions expressed in these few lines. :)
A feeling of ecstasy is invoked with calm waters as a companion! Wonderful write Natasa!
ReplyDeleteHank
(sighs) what a romantic poem. :)
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