Such chance, as from the chrysalis with wings We met
Extended – we were as butterflies — we
Reached for skies when night was fireflies.
Ecstasy as one we danced, we tickled toes.
No mountain path before us, no sea to cross.
Delight was borderless. More than less, amalgamation.
Intoxicated we were lost and found.
Perfumed we honeysuckled. Slept. Cocooned.
Inflicted lust. Again. Again and then again.
Toxic you, my opiate, my glee.
You my charm, you till morning breaks.
Passionate Lovers VII by Corneille
Today we do acrostic poetry with Frank at dVerse MTB. Join us at 3 PM EST.
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August 31, 2017
Björn Rudbergs writings 
Oh, those lines! ‘Toxic you, my opiate, my glee’
Yes indeed! (you must have read my post) Thank you
Excellent! I love this line: Perfumed we honeysuckled. Slept. Cocooned
You did so well on such a lon-n-n-n-g word. Very brave!
Somewhere between Don Juan & the aged librarian–there is much of the romantic classic poem with a touch of modern angst; terrific use of an Acrostic–good enough that one might not notice its form if encountered sans caps.
ooooh loving this serendipity lovemaking with words….”delight was borderless!” ❤
One of my favourite words of all time – serendipity! It was the name of an old BBC children’s TV programme and when I looked up the meaning up I fell in love with it. I also love your poem, Bjorn, especially:
‘Extended – we were as butterflies — we
Reached for skies when night was fireflies’
and
‘Perfumed we honeysuckled. Slept. Cocooned.’
I liked this line: “Toxic you, my opiate, my glee.” Nice acrostic on serendipity and nice image to go with it.
I love that movie.
This is my favorite part:
“More than less, amalgamation.
Intoxicated we were lost and found.”
This is a sparkling gem of a poem.
“when night was fireflies”
Such a good metaphor for this type of erotic love. Making attainable the abstract.
Absolutely sumptuous. My favourite line- Intoxicated we were lost and found.
A lusty serendipity! Good reading.
“Toxic you, my opiate, my glee.
You my charm, you till morning breaks.”
I dub thee, Nordic Neruda!
She must have had some powerful ways , sounds like a wild night
You put the acrostic to good use. Well done! The “P” line is my favorite.
Fun one, Bjorn..I love the opening line, the chance meeting. Serendipitous events are such bonus’s in day to day living.
This is a gorgeous poem and I love that word!
oh my, this is superb!
Wow! That was beautiful and romantic. I love these lines :”No mountain path before us, no sea to cross.
Delight was borderless.”
Serendipity…one of my favorite words. Excellent poem, Bjorn. All kinds of poetic gorgeousness.
Paradisical! [Standing ovation.]
A wonderful acrostic poem and I love how ‘Delight was borderless’
I love the exuberance and the wonderful phraseology, particularly ‘Perfumed we honeysuckled’. Also the image is a perfect accompaniment!
kaykuala
Toxic you, my opiate, my glee.
You my charm, you till morning breaks.
What bliss having found one’s own loved one!
Hank
Wow! Wonderful!
Intensely romantic!
Sounds like a bit of heaven! Love the line ‘”we
Reached for skies when night was fireflies.” I loved catching fireflies as a kid a huge memory for me.
Hot!
Love the images this made me see 🙂