I've never read such an amazing storyboard, so poetic, sensible and dreamy..

"Did you become yourself?" I asked him

^ I think there's something weird will take place, and I like how you took off with a question.

as he followed the moon with silken eyes.
The night was cold:
he was wearing his worn-out brown leather jacket

^ small details, but I love because they give way of readiness to dissolve in the beautiful moment you'll draw next.

(I loved when he thrust his hands into his pockets
and waited for me on the porch, whistling Distractions.

^ I thought you didn't intend to capitalize distraction, but the footnote made it clear. wow..

I guess I liked to be late just to listen to him.)

^ haha Usually, women are late because they need to fix their makeup, their hair.... but, I'm amazed now, are you playing on the situation? or is that true...? mm interesting.

He stopped walking, looked at me,
beyond me, through me and calmly replied:

^ This have to be one of my favorite verses so far!! I love the tense built and mixed with fervent emotions toward the lover.
"at me.." - "beyond me.." - "through me.." ----> those prepositions show the contradiction of feelings. I can capture this in my mind, amazing.

"I have brought my dreams to the world,
I began to germinate at birth
and right now, I am a geranium.
A geranium in love with an exotic jasmine."

^ what a fancy and creatively written dialogue you have in here!! It's the central idea of your poem I guess.

We laughed together.

^ more detailed actions... this is really great.

(It was good to laugh with him.
Don't think I can laugh now as I used to)

^
I love how you're preparing the reader here for some twisted event.

I only got to know the real answer
to my question when he was already a seed again.

^ my my ... a geranium which became a seed. then you mean... dead?

Last week I could finally plant some jasmines in my yard.
But I can't see geraniums yet.
They still germinate in me.

^ o my shizzles ... Im assured now that he's dead.. I LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE the alliteration in geraniums and germinate. The palette of their meanings is so wide, yet they are really close in context.

Amazing piece, I don't wanna say you have outdone yourself here, for everytime you keep on surprising us. No pressure no pressure, just surprise us more!! :)

"and right now, I am a geranium.
A geranium in love with an exotic jasmine."
We laughed together."

^^^ these lines made me smile.. I loved this poem greatly... what a precious piece ~

Karla,

Very very vivid and a well descriptive poem. I felt like I was reading a novel and deep in the pages, holding onto every word.

Geranium - what a beautiful flower! To say that the geranium in love with an exotic Jasmine. For me reads like two people who are different from each other who are in love. Like Romeo & Juliet.

Nicely done!!!

x

I've always said your poems are magic, you metaphors breathtaking. This poem lifted the reader into the arms of romance , delicate and fragile. I'm always in awe of your work

Well written! I like the question "Did you become yourself?" Keep writing!

K..loved this one