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Libera
by Maria Massarella
l i b e r a
I come to you
you come to me
with bacchus-kissed lips
inebriated breaths of April
affluent me into this now
a May m-a-y listen how
sound glissades ambrosial the tongue
opens the senses to infinities
in mystic light
ness I gypsy inner gardens
where feet journey
naked of illusions and chains
no shattered glass
slices nor thorns pierce
and I wear you like the
fragrance of my soul
drink of your beauty
dance heaven whirling
symphonies divine
in this space
where all
you are
I am
m.a
You come to me inebriated mayness and I dance heaven ... m.a
05/01/2008
Author's Note: Libera is to be free (spoken in feminine gender)... in this context is the feeling of freedom, ethereal in lightness ... *m.a
Posted on 05/01/2008
Copyright © 2025 Maria Massarella
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 05/01/08 at 09:50 PM Very nicely done!! I love the ethereal feel to this. Great write! |
| Posted by Alisa Js on 05/01/08 at 10:21 PM Such romantic eloquence here in this wonderful offering from your soul. Thank you, Maria for sharing your talent with us out here.. ((( hugs ))) alisa ;-) |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 05/02/08 at 12:49 AM Just gorgeous - your soul revealed, and the love therein. |
| Posted by Michelle Angelini on 05/04/08 at 01:17 AM Maria, your words are like water gently falling down a rocky stream creating soft music in a shady, wooded glen. That's the feeling I get when I read these words. |
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