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EVERYTHING WORTH KNOWING
A waning sun makes golden
The end to a spring day,
And sends forth the suddenness
Of a breeze from evening’s breath.
As it approaches, it sloughs above,
Through the trees that line the street
Where they walk, hand in hand, in love.
She stops as if she’s lost her way.
He turns and looks down at her,
Smiling, with an expression
That asks if anything’s wrong.
She lifts his hand that she holds to her face
Studying up close every detail,
Turning palm upwards and then down.
”You’re not certain I’m real.
You think I'm a dream” she hears him say.
On the contrary, her mind spins in place
To drink in the fact that she can feel
Every cell of hers in a fusion with his
At the moment of their discovery,
When they return to the flat
Where they live, and walk the five flights
To the room,
To the bed,
To undress,
To lie together,
To explore each other,
To know
Every detail very well about
Everything worth knowing.
Tongues taste and fingers stroll,
Spending long hours lazily delving
From head to toe and in between.
That anywhere, both night and day,
They'll think of each other in ev'ry way.
To daydream of the shadowy valley
Below the pelvis, as one might.
Of parted thighs that shed light
On the tender most regions,
So receptive and so very warm.
To kiss the crook of a soft inner arm,
And the sensual swirl to the shell of an ear.
Planting slow-motion kisses upon the
Archer’s bow of a collarbone,
Across the undulations of flesh
That span the hips, and upon
The navel floating midway between,
And dimples around the bend of a knee.
Taking in the aroma of one’s lover.
Where one nuzzles an armpit,
And is given shelter by an embrace
That makes time stand still until
Nothing more is left but the senses,
And the reflection of them drifting
From their tour of exploration about
Everything worth knowing.
©2016 Jade Pandora. All Rights Reserved.
The end to a spring day,
And sends forth the suddenness
Of a breeze from evening’s breath.
As it approaches, it sloughs above,
Through the trees that line the street
Where they walk, hand in hand, in love.
She stops as if she’s lost her way.
He turns and looks down at her,
Smiling, with an expression
That asks if anything’s wrong.
She lifts his hand that she holds to her face
Studying up close every detail,
Turning palm upwards and then down.
”You’re not certain I’m real.
You think I'm a dream” she hears him say.
On the contrary, her mind spins in place
To drink in the fact that she can feel
Every cell of hers in a fusion with his
At the moment of their discovery,
When they return to the flat
Where they live, and walk the five flights
To the room,
To the bed,
To undress,
To lie together,
To explore each other,
To know
Every detail very well about
Everything worth knowing.
Tongues taste and fingers stroll,
Spending long hours lazily delving
From head to toe and in between.
That anywhere, both night and day,
They'll think of each other in ev'ry way.
To daydream of the shadowy valley
Below the pelvis, as one might.
Of parted thighs that shed light
On the tender most regions,
So receptive and so very warm.
To kiss the crook of a soft inner arm,
And the sensual swirl to the shell of an ear.
Planting slow-motion kisses upon the
Archer’s bow of a collarbone,
Across the undulations of flesh
That span the hips, and upon
The navel floating midway between,
And dimples around the bend of a knee.
Taking in the aroma of one’s lover.
Where one nuzzles an armpit,
And is given shelter by an embrace
That makes time stand still until
Nothing more is left but the senses,
And the reflection of them drifting
From their tour of exploration about
Everything worth knowing.
©2016 Jade Pandora. All Rights Reserved.
Published 2nd Mar 2016
| Edited 6th Jan 2017
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2nd Mar 2016 11:53am
”You’re not certain I’m real.
You think I'm a dream” she hears him say.
On the contrary, her mind spins in place
To drink in the fact that she can feel
Every cell of hers in a fusion with his
At the moment of their discovery,
When they return to the flat
Where they live, and walk the five flights
To the room,
To the bed,
To undress,
To lie together,
To explore each other,
To know
Every detail very well about
Everything worth knowing.
Tongues taste and fingers stroll,
[i]Spending long hours lazily delving[/i]
To be in that place of love, when in that type of love, to spend those hours pursuing just that...
To those lovers, that is heaven...
Jade, you gave the reader a place so very intimate, we can believe it is the place of "everything worth knowing"
Reading List... "Boy howdy!"
2nd Mar 2016 12:00pm
2nd Mar 2016 1:28pm
3rd Mar 2016 2:07pm
Thank you, dear Rowan. So few words from the palm of your hand that offers me so much more.
3rd Mar 2016 4:40am
Jade, you've painted a masterpiece of deep intimacy! I strive to capture the profound nature of love making...the intertwining of two souls in my own work. You've taken it to a cellular level. Bravisima bella poeta!
3rd Mar 2016 2:06pm
How beautifully you connect with its levels, and your appreciation and support of this effort of mine which I became tangled in myself as it came to be. Thank you most gratefully!
3rd Mar 2016 12:38pm
A wondrous tour Jade. Shows the senses and bodies of a pair of lovers in the search for knowledge of each other. Very sexy and loving. Another gorgeous piece.
I liked it very, very much.
John
I liked it very, very much.
John
3rd Mar 2016 2:03pm
Why thank you so much, John. The piece comes across in just the way I felt (strongly) as I wrote it. I'm so very glad you enjoyed all the aspects and layers of it, truly.
--Jadey
--Jadey
3rd Mar 2016 9:57pm
Wow...that was Beautiful, Delicate and Surreal....well done Jade...thanks for sharing!!
13th Mar 2016 2:56pm
13th Mar 2016 2:24pm
13th Mar 2016 3:54pm
Thank you very much, miss, I'm so glad for your enjoyment...
and warmest welcome to DUP.🎉
Jade🌻
and warmest welcome to DUP.🎉
Jade🌻
21st Mar 2016 5:10pm
My honey Jade, I
knew you were of a
rare species, when first
crossed paths..
Woman, I love this.
Sweet gods.
-Howlings
knew you were of a
rare species, when first
crossed paths..
Woman, I love this.
Sweet gods.
-Howlings
21st Mar 2016 5:22pm
It's always a wondrous moment hearing from you, and the sweetness is in your expressions of love for words offered by a fellow poet. I thank you eternally.
--Jade
--Jade
Anonymous
9th Jul 2016 9:11pm
A teaching lesson: How to write a love poem with class.
I am learning from you. Thank you.
Class & Grace. ...the poet Jade.
FM💃
I am learning from you. Thank you.
Class & Grace. ...the poet Jade.
FM💃
10th Jul 2016 3:57am
Oh my gosh, my goodness, dear FM!
I'm very moved and can't thank you enough. I'm grateful for your appreciation, it's so meaningful to me.
with every wish to you,
always
Jade🌿
I'm very moved and can't thank you enough. I'm grateful for your appreciation, it's so meaningful to me.
with every wish to you,
always
Jade🌿
21st Jan 2017 7:32pm
The hyperbole "everything worth knowing" is very deep, and its repetitions are smoothly placed throughout the piece. I felt this poem was a little descriptively long. But your Fantasy theme, as well as the setting and other story-like features, is very romantic.
