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~ all about You ~
~----------------------------------------------~**~----------------------------------------------~
[free verse]
Once upon a time,
my love for you was new
I thought it was about
your incomparable poetic words,
your softly wavy mane,
the tender eternity
of your deeply urging eyes,
the way they sparkled,
when you smiled.
I was certain
it was your heavenly beauty,
your irresistible sensuality,
and the way I envision you moving
like a gently bowing rose ~
dancing to light rhythms
of a Springtime breeze.
Then, our love
was finally consummated ~
when you professed your heart to me
and I was certain it was about
the way you glowed,
how your spirit flowed inside
to touch my core.
Countless times
your ample breasts,
your warm, velvet thighs,
your satin soft lips fed my manly needs,
my hungry mouth and hands,
nurturing our love ~
assured me
this is it.
As time wore on,
I became convinced
it was the bounty of your heart,
the ways you endured,
despite all lifes challenges,
even those presented to
shake your trust.
Still, you endured;
that, in spite of it all
how you never shunned me.
Then, I was certain it was
your incessant resolve
and wise insight.
Through our years
of sharing things Us
endless moments reading you,
learning your quaint, charming ways,
your tireless dedications,
nursing hearts,
tending unto your job,
friends, and your many fans,
affectionate and loyal through it all,
setting your dreams aside.
Yes, I was positive all this
is what makes you
the treasure
you are.
Ah!
'Twas then,
just this morning
(after all these years),
still spooned warmly adream,
I woke, again gave blissful thanks,
wondering what your beautiful mind
is feeling, thinking about
am I in there now ~ with you,
imagining, hoping
there are times
I am;
and, it dawned on me;
everything at last came together,
and I knew it never was, never will be
as simple as all that
because,
youve never been about love,
love has always been
~ about You ~
~----------------------------------------------~**~----------------------------------------------~
[free verse]
Once upon a time,
my love for you was new
I thought it was about
your incomparable poetic words,
your softly wavy mane,
the tender eternity
of your deeply urging eyes,
the way they sparkled,
when you smiled.
I was certain
it was your heavenly beauty,
your irresistible sensuality,
and the way I envision you moving
like a gently bowing rose ~
dancing to light rhythms
of a Springtime breeze.
Then, our love
was finally consummated ~
when you professed your heart to me
and I was certain it was about
the way you glowed,
how your spirit flowed inside
to touch my core.
Countless times
your ample breasts,
your warm, velvet thighs,
your satin soft lips fed my manly needs,
my hungry mouth and hands,
nurturing our love ~
assured me
this is it.
As time wore on,
I became convinced
it was the bounty of your heart,
the ways you endured,
despite all lifes challenges,
even those presented to
shake your trust.
Still, you endured;
that, in spite of it all
how you never shunned me.
Then, I was certain it was
your incessant resolve
and wise insight.
Through our years
of sharing things Us
endless moments reading you,
learning your quaint, charming ways,
your tireless dedications,
nursing hearts,
tending unto your job,
friends, and your many fans,
affectionate and loyal through it all,
setting your dreams aside.
Yes, I was positive all this
is what makes you
the treasure
you are.
Ah!
'Twas then,
just this morning
(after all these years),
still spooned warmly adream,
I woke, again gave blissful thanks,
wondering what your beautiful mind
is feeling, thinking about
am I in there now ~ with you,
imagining, hoping
there are times
I am;
and, it dawned on me;
everything at last came together,
and I knew it never was, never will be
as simple as all that
because,
youve never been about love,
love has always been
~ about You ~
~----------------------------------------------~**~----------------------------------------------~
Published 6th May 2022
Author's Note
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7th May 2022 7:37am
Love the rhyme of the prose, the story simply told, as the subject tenderly unfolds. A pleasure the read.
7th May 2022 2:18pm
Goodness, Ryszard 🍂
Two reads and reviews in a row I am truly blessed, Sir.
I'm also sincerely honored you found favor and pleasure in this simple Free Verse poem expressed in homage to love and adoration..
Bless you for your generosity and kind nature! ⁓ Richard 🍃
Two reads and reviews in a row I am truly blessed, Sir.
I'm also sincerely honored you found favor and pleasure in this simple Free Verse poem expressed in homage to love and adoration..
Bless you for your generosity and kind nature! ⁓ Richard 🍃
23rd Jun 2022 2:18am
This is such a beautiful rendering of the evolution of love and that appreciation for all that you are which builds over time through all of the challenges, accomplishments, happy and sad times, the passion... And whoever this was written for is so fortunate to be appreciated and loved so deeply. And I say who, because this comes directly from the heart and I feel it must have been so inspired to be written in this way. You know how to express love in words.
Kristina Dear 🌾
First off, let me convey how thrilled I am you selected one of my humble poems to read and review with such grace and eloquence, that you've endured the length of this rather longwinded piece, and most certainly for gifting me and my poetic efforts such beautiful sentiments and heartwarming accolades.
Kristina, we both know that to be a successful poetess or poet, one must possess a certain depth in observation of people and the world around them, a rather deep well of emotion, romanticism, and feelings, etc; and, an imaginative knack for creating scenarios that can be virtually painted in the medium of words upon a page. This work is all about that the more or less ideal woman my imagination created for my well-worn olde pen to flow visual words from that dance upon and rise up off the page into a reader's mind, heart, and soul.
Yes, love and dreams, reverence for, and appreciation of this wonderful woman lives within my own ever-hopeful heart and soul but, alas, she exists only in the world of poetic dreams and fascination.
Gazing upon the countenance of your stunning features, I would imagine this poem, in homage to an endearingly beautiful, loving woman, could easily be about You.
Thank you, Dear Kristina, for sharing You and this gentle poem with me warmest hugs! ⁓ Richard🖌
First off, let me convey how thrilled I am you selected one of my humble poems to read and review with such grace and eloquence, that you've endured the length of this rather longwinded piece, and most certainly for gifting me and my poetic efforts such beautiful sentiments and heartwarming accolades.
Kristina, we both know that to be a successful poetess or poet, one must possess a certain depth in observation of people and the world around them, a rather deep well of emotion, romanticism, and feelings, etc; and, an imaginative knack for creating scenarios that can be virtually painted in the medium of words upon a page. This work is all about that the more or less ideal woman my imagination created for my well-worn olde pen to flow visual words from that dance upon and rise up off the page into a reader's mind, heart, and soul.
Yes, love and dreams, reverence for, and appreciation of this wonderful woman lives within my own ever-hopeful heart and soul but, alas, she exists only in the world of poetic dreams and fascination.
Gazing upon the countenance of your stunning features, I would imagine this poem, in homage to an endearingly beautiful, loving woman, could easily be about You.
Thank you, Dear Kristina, for sharing You and this gentle poem with me warmest hugs! ⁓ Richard🖌
5th Jul 2022 4:16pm
You are such a romantic, I love it Richard! This one easily demonstrates all the things you said. It is true poetry in motion, very moving...
Kristina Dearest 🥀
You are, indeed, the epitome of a bard's dream poetess ~ speaking with such a touch of tender warmth his knees weaken, along with his last bit if resistant resolve.
I'd say our "poetry-in-motion" is in perfect harmony.
Thank you for spreading your sweetness ever-so delightfully, hug 'n a kiss! ⁓ Richard🍃
You are, indeed, the epitome of a bard's dream poetess ~ speaking with such a touch of tender warmth his knees weaken, along with his last bit if resistant resolve.
I'd say our "poetry-in-motion" is in perfect harmony.
Thank you for spreading your sweetness ever-so delightfully, hug 'n a kiss! ⁓ Richard🍃
Dear R, ;)
For me, it's the tiny details that you lovingly place throughout such a breathtakingly crafted piece like this that really makes it supremely intimate and so effective at allowing the love, passion, romance and reverence to slide silky smooth down the page in a sort of glorious life long confessional. Enchanting and enthralling the reader with a decades long dream.... Ahhh the gorgeous dream .... and don't we all wish to be so similarly loved and cherished?!?
*"Moving like a gentle blowing rose" being a favorite lined detail, as I'm partial to roses, always.
It's those little comparable and fantastic nuances that leave me to marvel at the fact that this is fiction and not factually based. Something that keeps me completely mind blown and wholly impressed, reading through a second time.
The 'awe' that you pen so well, translates to utter devotion and undoubtedly captivates hearts and minds; it's felt all throughout the poem but it comes to such a wonderfully penned fruition with your last stanza. So much so that your words are left ringing in the reader's ears with the impact.
Just as great writing should!
Thank you for reminding me of how romance can feel as well as the enormous power you wield with your poet's quill!
-Such a pleasure.
🌹-S
For me, it's the tiny details that you lovingly place throughout such a breathtakingly crafted piece like this that really makes it supremely intimate and so effective at allowing the love, passion, romance and reverence to slide silky smooth down the page in a sort of glorious life long confessional. Enchanting and enthralling the reader with a decades long dream.... Ahhh the gorgeous dream .... and don't we all wish to be so similarly loved and cherished?!?
*"Moving like a gentle blowing rose" being a favorite lined detail, as I'm partial to roses, always.
It's those little comparable and fantastic nuances that leave me to marvel at the fact that this is fiction and not factually based. Something that keeps me completely mind blown and wholly impressed, reading through a second time.
The 'awe' that you pen so well, translates to utter devotion and undoubtedly captivates hearts and minds; it's felt all throughout the poem but it comes to such a wonderfully penned fruition with your last stanza. So much so that your words are left ringing in the reader's ears with the impact.
Just as great writing should!
Thank you for reminding me of how romance can feel as well as the enormous power you wield with your poet's quill!
-Such a pleasure.
🌹-S
17th Jul 2022 2:42pm
Ahhh, gracious-ME, M'Dear Lovely Susan 🌸🐝
Once again, you fill my heart with gladness, take away all sadness sweep through my heart and many senses with honey-coated words of sheer bliss, the wondrously sensational caress of an unforgettably enthralling kiss!
That it is a fictional piece, M'Love, takes away not one iota of truth that what can be imagined, fantasized, and dreamt can all come true in fact, if one were to relax, close their eyes ~ allowing their heart 'n breath to quicken, it would be sooo easy to see this poem could vividly, warmly, and enticingly be about all about You*
Isn't it amazing how the line you've highlighted as your favorite, "Moving like a gently bowing rose ~" is the exact line and image that came to mind when I saw your name as reviewer among many other evocatively alluring lines, of course ~ the final two lines, for instance, that fit so snugly, like a golden key into your vibrant heart's thrumming lock. 😏
The power you perceive from my pen is matched to perfection only by your own.
The wavelength of romance flows deep 'n true, as it flows so tenderly to Me from You!
Thank you always, ever-so warmly, M'Dear Illustrious Lady-Poet! ⁓ Richard 🔑
Once again, you fill my heart with gladness, take away all sadness sweep through my heart and many senses with honey-coated words of sheer bliss, the wondrously sensational caress of an unforgettably enthralling kiss!
That it is a fictional piece, M'Love, takes away not one iota of truth that what can be imagined, fantasized, and dreamt can all come true in fact, if one were to relax, close their eyes ~ allowing their heart 'n breath to quicken, it would be sooo easy to see this poem could vividly, warmly, and enticingly be about all about You*
Isn't it amazing how the line you've highlighted as your favorite, "Moving like a gently bowing rose ~" is the exact line and image that came to mind when I saw your name as reviewer among many other evocatively alluring lines, of course ~ the final two lines, for instance, that fit so snugly, like a golden key into your vibrant heart's thrumming lock. 😏
The power you perceive from my pen is matched to perfection only by your own.
The wavelength of romance flows deep 'n true, as it flows so tenderly to Me from You!
Thank you always, ever-so warmly, M'Dear Illustrious Lady-Poet! ⁓ Richard 🔑
22nd Jan 2023 11:43pm
26th Jan 2023 1:15pm
Hi, Rory 🍂
We all have our own unique skills and poetic wonderments to share, and there are always those who will be drawn to and dejected by them each to their own.
Thank you gratefully, Syr, for the visit and your Kudo! ⁓ Richard🖌
We all have our own unique skills and poetic wonderments to share, and there are always those who will be drawn to and dejected by them each to their own.
Thank you gratefully, Syr, for the visit and your Kudo! ⁓ Richard🖌
