Love is: Gentler Than a Prune
A love poem
I conceived thoughts of you under the moon,
Even a promise is poison ivy;
Settling is gentler than a prune,
Your eyes a garden, the thorns are lively.
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Why love, must you bidden me to search him?
I burn with passion, till you fill my well.
My cheeks they blush, bright pink, until I dim;
The seed you planted to bid me farewell.
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Now youโre back and my hearts now tender.
I hear you whistling into the wind,
Your cold air upon my legs, I am under,
This spell, and in a moment I am pinned;
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Against the wall, you go against my will,
Risks, a happy pill I will take until.
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About the Creator
Caitlin Charlton
Noir Writer & Close Reader. Spotting the elements of Eloquence.
Survivor. Reclaiming my own territory.
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Comments (12)
in the best possible way. I love it!
Aww so lovely. A poem full of emotions and very intense yet sweet. Great writing.
This is beautiful, Caitlin and has gentle prevailing sensuality to it! well done
Omgg there are so many relatable and deep lines! This was incredibly beautiful! Love it, Caitlin! ๐๐
Such a beautifully intense and evocative poem! The imagery and emotions it conveys are powerful.
Oh! This beautifully expresses the sweetness of love, its pain, and the complexities associated with it. Each line seems to unveil a different layer of emotion. A truly wonderful poem! โจ
"Your cold air upon my legs, I am under," Lol, I'm so sorry but that line made me think of 69 ๐คฃ๐คฃ๐คฃ๐คฃ๐คฃ๐คฃ๐คฃ Loved your poem!
In whatever form that one shows love you did a good job on this one and here is an early Happy Valentine's Day. Good job.
An early Valentine day, nice. The world needs a little loveโn right now.
What a whimsical blend of tender longing and thorny truths! "Gentler than a prune" is a phrase that lingers with a cheeky charm. The imagery is vivid, and that ending twistโwhat a punch! Lovely work, and here's to spreading those sevenfold hearts! ๐๐คโจ
This poem is beautifully layered with emotion and imagery. I love how you weave the complexity of love and longing into each verseโit's both passionate and conflicted. The line "My cheeks they blush, bright pink, until I dim;" really stands out to me, capturing the vulnerability and intensity of feeling. There's such a rawness to the way you describe love's power to both ignite and overwhelm. Truly captivating work!!!
Aww... This poem is so sweet.