Shawn L. Bird

Original poetry, commentary, and fiction. All copyrights reserved.

poem- yet May 20, 2014

You gather me into you

Entangling limbs and

Tickling kisses on the neck.

Your breath tangles in my hair

Escaping through quivering tendrils

Trembling into the night.


Your heartbeats drum against my back

Exquisite timpani.

Time stops.


38 Responses to “poem- yet”

  1. narble Says:

    Oh, my. Yes.

  2. onewithclay Says:

    Welcome to Acrosticville. Hope you’ll visit awhile, and be back soon! 🙂

  3. Perfect, absolutely perfect.

  4. Yet the time also passes so that the anticipation of another day sets in.

  5. This is wonderful with all of it’s shy words of love. Love your images.


  6. words4jp Says:

    Like this – I really like how you used the same word 3 times – with differing acrostics. Very cool:)

  7. Is it ok to reblog this, I love it so much. I feel like I should ask permisson. Thanks for writing this. It resonated, so.

  8. jnmdtwns Says:

    Love the last bit! well, all of it but especially the end

  9. 7verina Says:

    I’m in awe of your poetry skills. This one got me intrigued.

  10. uniq3 Says:

    Breathtaking much!

  11. Yet more mastery from the poet!

  12. arita77 Says:

    Reblogged this on ARITA'S ABODE and commented:

  13. Ummm….love??? LOVE!!!!!!!!

  14. kaylaisspiderman Says:

    Reblogged this on My Life on Camera.

  15. kaylaisspiderman Says:

    You’re really good. Would you like to hear one of mine and give me feedback?

  16. dinalassaad Says:

    Beautifully written

  17. Reblogged this on Thinking about life and commented:
    O god, yes. Exquisite is right.


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