Mt. Love -------------------------------------------
A soundless whisper on skin
awakens deep strata of soul.
The beloved breathes being.
Tremors foretell the explosion.
With a kiss, she becomes nothing
real, rationalized or recognized,
powerful plumes pouring
as molten stone, flowing fire
sliding on slopes of Mt. Love.
This is a very good passionate poem. That is really the only suggestion I have for you on this one is that I feel it is more passion than love and perhaps would better be classified that way but either way it does work. Love is also very passionate, just like in this poem and I suppose if you are deeply in love with someone, the passion is that much more. I think you did a fine job with this poem. The imagery here is wonderful and perfect for the theme. I think the title fits perfectly and see nothing I would change with this poem. Well done. Tasteful yet hot and steamy!
Ooo, I love this one Chystine, because I got the powerful image of the red hot lava flowing, to symbolize the red hot love, and this was just pretty powerful. My favorite line has to be "The beloved breathes being." This is pretty powerful stuff, and like magnikitty said, i definetely could see the power of wholeness here, and the Divine breath, and that is love. This is pretty eplosive stuff, and made my night, or morning, it is 12:55 am. I'm glad I read this before I went to bed though, it'll make my sleep a good experience. Maybe I'll dream of volcanoes tonight. Amazingly breathtaking write. Walk in Love and Light, ~Azura*
This is nicely done. It's very sensual. I like your use of alliteration in this because it's perfect: it's not unnoticable and not in the realm of the tongue twister. The only thing I didn't love 100% was giving the volcano the name Mt. Love; I think I'd have preferred general volcano imagery, but it's your call (and your title).