salt and roses

slowly, i rise from above
the sea and inhale for the
first time salt and roses
about your neck where your
garden’s vast labyrinth
confuses me and i don’t
know how else to feel about
your eyes meeting mine for the
first time; though i have
clambered out of steep mazes
before, one such conundrum
lies deep inside your glance
which enigmatically plunges me
into a view of sun, heat that
rises and confounds this
blistering love beneath my skin

© mr gahon 6/22/15


About mr gahon

poet... writer... culinarian... i like to work with food that appeals to the senses, write words that taste even better View all posts by mr gahon

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