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