I sit at the edge of your bed,
watching my thoughts reflecting
in your dreams.
You say I’m a witch
because of all those things
I’m capable of doing
to you and the others,
so I touch your backbone
to check,
if my spell is still present.
We are smoke-free,
yet
the room is all foggy –
like a cloud of a sexual haze
that we can’t colour any other shade
rather then this
sensual drip of a rainbow.
I’m watching you
keeping your eyes shut,
as if wanting to savour
every memory of a dream
that’s running away from you
into the autumn-scented street outside
your bedroom window –
I pinch it with my fingers,
freezing time for just a second,
and when I press it upon my lips,
it’s feels like a deconstructed kiss
goodbye.
– Chatty Owl –
CHATTYOWL 
lovely writings 🙂
Thanks so much…
coming and going
~
crisp
autumn leaves
so quickly
Superb prose as always, Ms. Owl. I always enjoy how you manage to claim a moment as your own
I’m attempting to claim the moment 😉 such a self-boosting thing 😉
Women and your complicated imagery. make a man regret sharing his fluids or thoughts
Men and their habit to take things literally.
hoes and they genralizin
Troubles spelling, mister?
I enjoyed the poem. There is witchery in love. We can be overtook. Good vision create by the amazing poetry.
Oh, im so happy that you enjoyed it..
Ooo. raw, bewitching and sensually…sensual…I like it.
Thank you…. Thanks for appreciating my raw ramblings.
Sincere/ raw/ stunning/ powerful – great blog adore it
Oh my, thank you. Thats a beautiful comment to wake up to this morning. Let me go and raid your blog 🙂
I like the structure lovely – the words in short sentences propelling us like the madness of love – exquisite xx
Oh thats so kind of you to say… Thanks dearest. I hope you’ll have a lovely evening!
I still don’t understand how you so consistently create these masterpieces. Awesome as ever!
Awww that’s such a compliment… Thanks! You are way too kind, dear.
A recurring witch theme 😉 – wonderful as ever – Cheers J
Because I have been told I am one by many people! 🙂
So can a spell be undone? Just curious like and you must know being a witch and all 😉 – Cheers J
Im not sure, to be honest. Usually my spells are difficult to break! Ha! 🙂
“sensual drip of a rainbow” = delicious
It makes me happy to leave a delicious taste in your mouth.
I want to put your words to music! Keep up the dreamlike images.
Oh…. What a wonderful compliment…
Beautiful imagery. Words to disappear into.
Come here and disappear…
You’ve got me
vexed
with this hex
or is it a spell
I’m dwelling on
or under
covers and sheets
neatly pressed
now tangled into
a bloody mess
the way we left them
when we left
this morning
without warning
or any coffee
except a kiss
wasn’t missed
and that’s a given
deconstructed or not
there’s always time
for sublime love!
And here he does it again…. Your response, your words and your emotion leaves me in awe and speechless… ☺️
and that’s no easy feat either 😉
Not many people can impress me 🙂
Same here but you seem to do it consistently!
Good to know 😉
🙂
Such a wonderful write…
Thank you.. I try my best..
Great poem!
Be well!
As ancient people would say: “jaustis gerai!”
I’ll try, dear! You ok?
Yes, I am!
Did you like the song?
I did! Was wondering why it reminded you of what it reminded, but yeah, pretty awesome! Hope your hungover is not killing you 😛
Such a melancholy piece, at least to me. As always, very moving.
Thanks mister. Its nice to see you stopping by. Been a while, huh.
I pinch it with my fingers,
freezing time for just a second,
I love that line, it makes me think of the occasions when I wanted to freeze time just to make the moment stretch a little longer, although the bad thing about wanting to stop time is you know the only reason you want to do it is because this moment won’t come round again, something is ending, like the last word in your poem suggests; goodbye.
That’s the thing, isn’t it? You are wanting to stay in the moment that is doomed anyway. Sad, right?
Heading to your blog later to see what you’ve been up to.
“autumn scented street,” beautiful. The concept of chasing a dream that is getting away is the subject of my third book. The way you captured wondering about the closed eyes is magnificent.
Oh wow! Thats exciting. Something beautiful for us to look forward to…
Love it~~~
Sizzling~~
Thanks doll!
You are most welcomed !!
Some great lines in this, ‘autumn-scented kiss’ wow!
Thanks! Crunchy autumn to the rescue 🙂
😄
Ummm.. what a coincidence.. we both are writing about dream, kiss and a goodbye…
But what a beautiful construction of emotions !! 🙂
I know, right! That was a pleasant surprise for me 🙂
dream memory fleeing to leave…keep eyes shut..door to sleep
Your comment is a poem in itself… Thanks for stopping by.
🙂
As always such beautiful words.
sincerely
Benjamin
Thanks Benjamin… All the love all way from London x
((Hugs))