satin words
slowly chiseling through your
obsidian dreams
seek shelter within my
moss-covered mirage

my shores scare you not,
and effortlessly you turn my being
into your musk scented oasis

daily journeying my endlessness
has become a rite of passage
and you, my beloved devotee,
anchor me into existence

© Liliana Negoi

15 Responses to “beacon”
  1. lovely emotions..
    very well done.
    the imagery is superb..

  2. Sam373 says:

    Greetings Kindred Spirit Great words and the music; over the top.

  3. Jingle says:

    share this with poets rally if you wish..

    best regards.

  4. lolamouse says:

    very sensual poem. nicely done.

  5. scottf says:

    I was a little lost, may just be dull senses on a late Friday afternoon. Beautiful imagery though 🙂

  6. bendedspoon says:

    Thank you for the moment you allow me to connect to myself. Lovely poem! 🙂

  7. Scent of my heart says:


  8. Please feel free to share 1 to 3 poems with our potluck poetry today, participants could use old poems or poems unrelated to our theme, Thanks..
    Happy Monday!

    Love your blog, your poetry is impressive!

  9. Elaine Spall says:

    This is a beautiful write. So much to be enjoyed here!

  10. seabell says:

    I really enjoyed your poem. It’s wonderful how you gradate the meaning.

  11. Mihir Vatsa says:

    Its really beautiful! Loved the first stanza. 🙂

  12. Yes, we are anchored by love…I agree 🙂

  13. Helena says:

    ‘musk scented oasis’….oh, for such a place. What a fabulous read!

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