Hearing the daylight enter

The quietness is all I’m looking for,
as the noise of butterfly wings flying,
of slow-moving clouds, of the music I
find in your eyes, would be too much already.

Before we slept, the sound of our bodies,
of lips and sheets, of wanting more,
was what I saw and it was darker then.
I felt all senses, they became insane.

Have you ever heard the colour red scream
so loud that it would hurt your ears and eyes?
The indigo of night was whispering,
and I watched how you slept beside of me.

Silenced by the night, enough, I listen
how the daylight enters softly our room.
That is all I want to hear right now,
only that, to wake you up. My love.


Comments on: "Hearing the daylight enter" (14)

  1. I would like to use this and “goodmorning” on a Wednesday guest post. I would need gravatar with your wp address and 4-6 line bio. Let me know ASAP if you will participate.

  2. 7:30 PM Miami USA watching Super Bowl. I am glad you will be on my blog ! Sleep tight.

  3. What a wonderful title to reveal such a lovely poem and longing.

  4. This has to be one of my favourites Ina! You are so good at these love poems. This is just beautiful

    L&H xx

  5. A really beautiful love poem.

    I came away from it feeling warm


  6. Absolutely beautiful. Love that I stumbled across your blog!

  7. Lovely, Ina. I have read that first line over and over …

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