Amor Vincit Omnia

by JaneDoeWrites   Jul 22, 2013


My heart is an open book
lone in a dusty library
where only your fingerprints
have tattooed each page and
deciphered the broken, senseless
words scattered about
to compose symphonies
of ease.

My speech, a fleet of thoughts,
sail into the thickening fog
of a midnight hour,
where my head rises and falls
with that unrhythmic patter
echoing from within your chest
becoming my lullaby,
allowing silence to be golden
if but for a moment.

I was a star migrating home
from a self-made winter to
once again perch on your sternum,
a bold reminder that there
can be safety found in love-
You were always the sun,
your honest words resonating the warmth
of each and every summers morning
I had forgotten.

You cling onto my
emaciated chrysalis, kissing my ribs
and tucking my dull hair behind my ears,
like it were something beautiful
and you never let go-
If someone were to ask if
I knew of love,
I knew of nothing
until I met you.

*A/N: Based off of a favorite painting of mine by an artist named Zdzislaw Beksinski- http://s1316.photobucket.com/user/crystalgeee/media/zdzislaw-beksinski-1984_zps08c99813.jpg.html *

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  • 10 years ago

    by Beautiful Soul

    I honestly don't think this is sad at all. I can see the bit of dark though. But I enjoyed this poem very much because of the wording again. Each stanza holds a story I feel. I think you did a great job including the painting inside the poem and bringing it to life. The imagery is stunning and beautiful. I also loved the two characters and it seems one found the other just at theright time. And now they are two souls who are intertwined. I loved the eending again I think it's the most powerful and the wording is simple but lovely. Great write overall Crystal. You are a beautiful writer :).

  • 11 years ago

    by Tara Kay

    Well I wasn't expecting to see that painting but then again I hadn't noticed that you posted this in dark poems. I felt more sadness than darkness when reading this piece but maybe I was reading it wrong, I felt a closeness between two people, lovers at first glance but then on seeing the painting...I changed my perception to a mother and child and that bond that is always there...and maybe it was that they were murdered by life.

    Whatever the background on the photo, or your interpretation, it is to be said, a remarkable piece of poetry with many angles and images, great language and wording, as usual xx