Under My Skin

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This is my first poem on WP – for no specific reason. I just wanted to test how “re-blogging” works.  I also slightly edited the original.

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Echoes and Reflections


There is
An unforgettable story
Resting
Under my skin
Waiting
To be told

A poetic masterpiece
We outlined
While our lips
Melted together
In a sensuous surrender

Powerfully devouring
We became one
Strong
In heart, body and soul

Your smile
Found a home
On my lips
The infinity
Of your eyes
Stole my breath

As we traveled
To the heights
We had never
Experienced before

There is
A devastating story
Hidden
Within my heart
Longing
To be released

A fairytale
We dreamt and lived
On a journey
To a destination
Where we never arrived
Together

© Noora (2012)

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Afterglow

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 Alone
In the afterglow
Lying here
In our memories

Reminiscing
How it felt to be
An inspiration
For your
Creative fingertips

How I melted
Like soft clay
In the hands
Of a dedicated sculptor
As you made me
Your secret masterpiece

And yours alone
I still am
In the afterglow
Of our love

Reminiscing
How it felt
To unfold you
With my love
One layer at a time

How my hopeful lips
Stole your breath
And made it ours
In the kiss
Of truths
And expectations

And still tonight
I breathe our love
When I escape to the place
Where yesterday’s spark
Still flames
Where unwritten poems
Sensuously moan
Where you stay
With me

Unforgettable
In the afterglow

© Noora

Image source/art work: © Leonid Afremov.

Nostalgia

I have been touched by the words
Of some genius poets and brave dreamers
Illuminated by the all-knowing light
Carried into the midnight romance
And I have made love
In the morning’s hush

Yet

I have never felt at home –
The amazement of belonging

I have never found heaven –
The safety of a warm embrace

Like I did, with you

When the music played
And lilacs bloomed

© Noora (2013)

The Absence


In your absence
I am nothing
But the melancholy
Of unspoken words

Voiceless
Like a forgotten song
Your heart
Used to sing
With a poetic tone

Until
The precious shades
Of our dawn
Unexpectedly
Turned into the sunset
Of our love
And you vanished
Into the silence

Where I am nothing
But a distant heartbeat
Or even a fading echo
Anymore

Nothing
But the melancholy
Of unspoken words
In your absence

© Noora (2012)

Photograph: Teija

Morning Glow

As timeless
As the Sun’s blaze
Your smile
Upon mine

The dawn paints
The blissful sky
With soft hues
Of Aurora’s blush

As we embrace
Quietly
Lovingly
Like the morning dew
That lingers
On waking flowers

Warm rays
Of your smiling heart
Surround me
Fill me
With pure beauty

In the morning glow
We are nourished
Calm
Like the sea
After a nocturnal storm

Skin melting into skin
Lips searching for
Their resting place
We discover
The great truth

The eternity
Of your eyes
Meets mine

© Noora

Original: 2011, edited: 2013

Hope

Only a breath apart
Our souls
Wrapped around
Each other
In this highly anticipated
Reunion

Forgotten worlds
Vowed promises
Reflect from your eyes
I recognize you
Undeniably

So much to say
Yet I lose my ability to speak
In any other language
Than unconditional love

My heart begs me
To reveal you
My solution
Promise you
We will make it
To the other side
Of our forever

Unfortunately,
I am not
The writer
Of your destiny

I just hold your face
In my palms
And wait…
For your lips
To greet mine

Silently praying
You’d inhale
Even a little bit
Of the faith
That whirls
In me

The song
We used to hum
Separately
Turns into a sweet duet

When our lips touch
And we breathe hope
In eternal harmony

© Noora (2011)

Our Symphony

Two silhouettes
Bathe
In the fragile moonlight

Dreamy glances
Play an inviting
Yet silent prelude
Until the breathless sighs
Begin to echo
In the stillness

Ascending anticipation
Increasing need
To play the symphony
That never
Grows old
But always vibrates
Within us

Our hearts drum in unison
With each
Yearning beat
A passionate masterpiece
Gets louder and stronger
Like a midnight thunder

Beautifully orchestrated
Crescendo
Unfolds
The finale

Smoothly
Devotedly
Fiercely

Quivering in harmony
We outshine the moon

© Noora

4 689 miles

© Teija
© Teija

How I long to pull you close
Feel our hearts beat sacred symphony – in unison
Drift off to sensual laziness
Nothing but warm skin between us

Trace the fullness of your curves
With my curious fingertips
Paint an everlasting love scene
Write a sweet haiku
On your skin

Admire your sleepy gaze
The emerald eyes filled with passion and peaceful calm
Read out lyrical creations – for your ears only
Fall asleep bodies tangled, fingers entwined
Dream together – in safe bliss

Tonight is not one of those nights
But still I love you here
Arms wrapped around you – from miles away
A step closer to the breathtaking dawn
That shines in the colors of your soul

© Noora

(original: 2011, edited on May 14th, 2013)

The Senses of Love

Your breathless whisper
In my ear
Sensuous notes
Of love and lust
This is what my heaven
Sounds like

The sunrise
In your eyes
As we tie a lovers’ knot
In body and soul
This is what my heaven
Looks like

The heat
Of your bare body
Resting upon mine
As we enjoy our lazy day
This is what my heaven
Feels like

The flavor
Of your desire
On my lips
Making me yours – completely
This is what my heaven
Tastes like

The aroma
Of your smooth skin
Filling the air
With pure seduction
This is what my heaven
Smells like

No Words

I want to write you
A sensual story
Of yearning

A poem
That will never
Come to an end
But burns and flows
Endlessly
Like our kisses

And every time
Our lips meet
A new verse forms

I want to write you
A powerful ballad
Of love

A song
That will become
A part of your heartbeat
Always reminding you
Of your own importance

I want to write you
A mysterious novel
That goes back
To the beginning of time

A classic
That needs
No words
But is understood
At that moment
When our souls
Dance together
In the same space

A promise
Of undying love
That my eyes
Will speak
Every day
Until the end of time

© Noora