Backward Shakespearian sonnet….that breaks pretty much every poetry rule for a sonnet 🙂
Spent skin gleaming beneath the suns essence
the moments ecstasy in your souls presence.
Spirits entangled by passions embracing kiss
need taking rise to desire burning through veins.
Fulfilling a surprisingly delicious wish
love stripping bare those who are sane.
Words spilling out across the page that is bare,
moments of time en-captured by light
Privacy a room that only we share.
When such is, that we finally caught sight.
Flirtatious scribbles blazened the skies
hesitance, wonder, curiosity wins out,
Devilish thoughts of could I least try
to discover the essence of what you’re all about.
Karen Hayward ©2016