With everything offered
Anticipation
From the fountain of desire
My heart longs
For the promised dream.
Taste
The sweet cup
Of forgiveness
Over possibility
As I savor the rich nectar.
Every mouthful, breaking crumb
Every drop from your chalice
Every sip.
Open to me
Anticipation
Is your temple
Satisfying my appetite
By your touch.
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Written for Poets United
Love creates its own appetite, often a bit blindly and that may be a good thing, especially when the one loved, loves back. Like the way you wove the metaphor you chose.
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
Excellent!
ReplyDeletethere is def rich nectar in that cup...there is nice sensuality blended with spirituality in this alan...which for me always goes well together...
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed the spiritual aspect of this poem, Alan, and the way the thirst was quenched!
ReplyDelete"Taste the sweet cup of forgiveness over possibility".....lovely!
ReplyDeletelove the touch of sweetness in this cup!
ReplyDeleteAlan,
ReplyDeleteI saw several possibilities within your profound words...A superb romantic theme; or a most serious religious tone...
Both are most powerfully represented.
Eileen
Beautiful...mistakes are always forgivable :) Lovely!
ReplyDeleteBeautifully said!
ReplyDeleteForgiveness is truly a sweet cup. Loved your poem. Romantic and spiritual.
ReplyDeleteDropping by from Verse First.
Suzy http://ilasoulpoems.blogspot.co.nz/
...ah, very sensual... sometimes anticipation could be quite complicated... you've included many beautiful lines here that i really like... wonderfully insightful... thanks... smiles...
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