|The Day Dream ~ Dante Gabriel Rossetti|
I love you as the wild apple that chooses
freedom from the confines of garden walls;
wild and apple-haired I reach for your
sombre eyes, falling on me like heaven’s stones.
I seek the warm tumble of your voice
upon my breast-bone, a scattering of raindrops
where ribs meet flesh, and your words calling
to the seed-life winter has concealed.
What love is this that clutches at my veins
and shakes me to the core? My hand trembles
to touch the sacred curve of your jaw,
so much is contained by what you hold between
pressed lips. I want to be consumed bite by bite,
I want to haunt you with the scent of wild apple.
Artistic Interpretations with Margaret presents the visual poetry of Maria Wulf.
I selected the clip entitled Wild Apples.