'AND THE WORD WAS MADE FLESH' • by Alexander J. Allison

she's a window into
paradise
and every hand
which handles her
has held a piece of heaven,
all laden down with luxury,
we perpetuate
quite lovingly,
the glances which she throws to all
and few.

skin is stretched across her soul,
mapping out a path for lips
on freckle constellations
kissed.
the grip of patterned fingertips
imprisons me in her.

the risks i take
are prices paid
in almost sacrificial pride,
since dead ends abound
within love's maze
to disorient the dream filled thoughts
of waking hours,
lost,
and to dwell on her
enriches this.
it's an adoration meant for Gods.
 





Alexander J. Allison is a poet from London studying in York. He is running out of ways to pretend he doesn’t care about things 

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Posted on April 18, 2010 in Romance
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3 Responses to “'AND THE WORD WAS MADE FLESH' • by Alexander J. Allison”


  1. Roberta SchulbergGoro Says:
    April 18th, 2010 at 7:05 am

    An adoration of WOMAN – meant for Gods. After that it probably is disorienting to have to settle on one in particular of the women, an adoration meant for one who is only a human male.

  2. Amy Corbin Says:
    April 18th, 2010 at 8:40 am

    Lovely poem.

  3. Roberta SchulbergGoro Says:
    April 18th, 2010 at 10:06 am

    I meant, “with an adoration toward one woman who was intended for a mere human male.

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