Sensations

I can hear

Rainbow anthems singing their colors into the breeze;

You sang to me their sweet melody.



I can sip

Pink-lemonade sunsets slowly dipping rays into the night;

You held the cup of frothy light.



I can feel

Shy violets softly breathing their gentle perfume on my cheek;

You awoke me from my quixotic sleep.



I can see

Kaleidoscopic butterflies flying high into the azure blue;

My eyes were opened to the beauty of you.

 

this is beautiful, sounds like feels like you are in love

 

How can one reply to lines like these:

I can sip

Pink-lemonade sunsets slowly dipping rays into the night;

You held the cup of frothy light.


A tendril of feeling, arises within
unspeakable gifts unlocking memories;
Generals sipping pink-lemonade
out of seashells, generally speaking.
Blackened warmth of silken gown
web-laced shawl of witch-toed boots.
Moon-lit room initiations in ivory-hue
fast beating hearts with breaths to match.
Offering a chalice of penetrating Kali.

PS: I loved these sensations. Happy Birthday.

 

I could feel good vibes from that, it made me relaxed. Thanks.

 

Agree with all, it's very pretty. But I can't swallow -quixotic sleep-. I know what you're trying to say, but it sounds like an odd/mismatch word combo.

 

Thank you, kynd brothers and sisters. Glad you're diggin' it! I love the support that I get from this forum.

 

Sipping pink lemonade from seashells... I like the idea...

*slurp*

*giggle*

 

I love the psichedelic air of this poem!!!! :-9