Xerophilous
Run away with me—
to the arid, dry terrain—
hop on back of my
motorcycle, I will show
you the world they keep hidden
2019© Nortina Simmons
xerophilous (adj) – thriving in a very dry environment
Xerophilous
Run away with me—
to the arid, dry terrain—
hop on back of my
motorcycle, I will show
you the world they keep hidden
2019© Nortina Simmons
xerophilous (adj) – thriving in a very dry environment
Wish
Two years ago, I
dreamt of romance, adventure,
of chasing a love
across the world—two years I
dreamt—who’d have thought it’d come true
2019© Nortina Simmons
Together
My cherry blossom,
come seal our love with a kiss,
and I promise to
love, cherish, respect, honor
you until my dying breath
2019© Nortina Simmons
Showers
April showers bring
May flowers—by the window,
I wait for peonies,
peach roses, a white tulle dress,
a kiss from you down the aisle
2019© Nortina Simmons
Pacific
Let’s go to the beach
tonight, only the ocean
to whisper poetry
in our ears, the stars to
dance on our skin as we dive
2019© Nortina Simmons
Ocean
Your love is like the
sea, like high tide at high noon,
sweeps me off my feet,
pushes deep with the lunar
cycle, overwhelms my heart
2019© Nortina Simmons
Love Tanka #10
Show me everything,
baby, and I’ll remove my clothes—
tonight we’ll learn all
there is of one another,
from our heads to our toes
2019© Nortina Simmons
Here’s another bonus post for the A to Z Challenge, this one inspired by the “M” and “N” sedoka pair. Again, this isn’t necessarily part of my A Kiss in Your Pocket theme, but the muse has definitely been talkative since I started this project, so I’m letting her take over and guide my pen…err…fingers. 🙂
Lucky
You are a blaze I
never want to extinguish—
Come to my bed, warm
pillow, lay your body next
to mine. How lucky am I?
2019© Nortina Simmons
Kindle
I look in your eyes,
see a fire I thought had died
within me—your love
sparked a flame doused by proud men,
but with a kiss, I ignite
2019© Nortina Simmons
Happily
Morning, you’re brighter
than the sun today; let me
brush the hair from off
your face—skin gleaming like light—
Hon, have you seen your own smile?
2019© Nortina Simmons