The hmm is your long deep breath
the warmth of which i still feel
and the remembrance of which
still makes me fragrant.

The hey is the lup dup
the sound of your heart beat
muffling my own
and making me skip a beat or two
as we ride the crests and troughs

Those dizzying heights and these soul satisfying depths
meet at the horizon of our embrace
Such is the landscape of our meeting.

Poetry by Sona The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2022-08-23 at 21:53

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The metaphor in your poem is very nice to read, keep writing.

Uncle Meridian The PoetBay support member heart!
I admire the verbal economy, each word contributory. A very satisfying read!