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A SIMPLE SONG - Love Poem
On this summer's night we lie in the moon's
bright light, wondering Who are we?
Who are these forms which entangle, having no choice?
Yesterday you did not exist.
Today my tongue melts upon your skin.
I bring back the hair from your temples fragile
and glabrous as though fresh from birth and kiss them,
having no choice.
Who can say who we are? Except your eyes amaze my own.
My hand trembles to your perfect flesh.
The deepest dreams remain unborn
Till we can touch them
As I can touch you now.
bright light, wondering Who are we?
Who are these forms which entangle, having no choice?
Yesterday you did not exist.
Today my tongue melts upon your skin.
I bring back the hair from your temples fragile
and glabrous as though fresh from birth and kiss them,
having no choice.
Who can say who we are? Except your eyes amaze my own.
My hand trembles to your perfect flesh.
The deepest dreams remain unborn
Till we can touch them
As I can touch you now.
Published 7th Feb 2016
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Oh Candy man...
Swoon! I love this...how beautiful!
On this summer's nighsewe lie in the moon's
bright light, wondering Who are we?
Who are these forms which entangle, having no choice?
Yesterday you did not exist.
This is romantic...sensuality at its best!
Love
J
You get a sec...read Red shoe high. Leads
Swoon! I love this...how beautiful!
On this summer's nighsewe lie in the moon's
bright light, wondering Who are we?
Who are these forms which entangle, having no choice?
Yesterday you did not exist.
This is romantic...sensuality at its best!
Love
J
You get a sec...read Red shoe high. Leads
7th Feb 2016 6:33pm
7th Feb 2016 10:44pm
8th Feb 2016 00:01am
10th Feb 2016 10:02am
Ohhh, candycrier, luv ~ :-*
This poem is sheer, glorious artistry beautiful as the finest hand-woven lace and as intricately crafted.
Indeed, the voicing of this piece is another silken strand in its delicate, gorgeous weave. The nuance you provide is splendid and stunning, luv, and that final line ~ perfection... :-*
Masterfully done.
This poem is sheer, glorious artistry beautiful as the finest hand-woven lace and as intricately crafted.
Indeed, the voicing of this piece is another silken strand in its delicate, gorgeous weave. The nuance you provide is splendid and stunning, luv, and that final line ~ perfection... :-*
Masterfully done.
10th Feb 2016 3:16pm
Thank you so much for your comments. Coming from a talent as large as yours this is high praise indeed, for which I feel humbled. Ditto the inclusion in your RL.
19th Jun 2016 5:53pm
20th Jun 2016 4:11am
