Recognition

[free]

Healing and quiet touches
Between days in harmony
Sand and spider web
On the canvas of memory
Erasing whitness of centuries
Oranges scent
A charm of man
Visiting me
After solitude spent in naked love

Love is not naked
It only plays the game of worlds
Streched between our hands
That support the recognition

[virtuoso]

The afterglow of love shines in these scintillating lines. On diction, "whitness" should be spelled whiteness. I think "oranges" should be orange. A perplexing quandry is presented by you. You experienced "naked love" in one stanza, but, in the next stanza, you say that "Love is not naked". Was the experience in the previous stanza surreal? I enjoyed your imaginative world of love!

[free]

The afterglow of love shines in these scintillating lines. On diction, "whitness" should be spelled whiteness. I think "oranges" should be orange. A perplexing quandry is presented by you. You experienced "naked love" in one stanza, but, in the next stanza, you say that "Love is not naked". Was the experience in the previous stanza surreal? I enjoyed your imaginative world of love!

Thanks, virtuoso, you are right. Spelling mistake...:blush: And, yes, the oranges line sounds much better in singular. :nod: I used the expression 'naked love' as something denoting relations without love, just body love, if you know what I mean.

[Delta40]

I agree with the critique although it was easy to be carried away on the sea of words.

[free]

Thanks, Delta. I like you expression 'the sea of words'. :)