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I love that this is in the happiness category. It’s such a snapshot of a moment. Sometimes, it’s so perfect you can’t help but be captured by it.

This has a really classic flow to it, and this allows the poem a great amount of movement throughout that carries a person through to the end. It reminds me very much of Pablo Neruda — how the emotion is so palpable, but captures a whole moment throughout.

One quick fix on the “it’s” in line 2 — no apostrophe :)

This was an enjoyable read. Tender and evocative. All the good stuff, really. Thank you for sharing.

-M

(Fixed.  Auto correct in my brain wasn't working at 2 a.m.  Lol)

Your descriptive reply is basically why I wrote/posted this one.   And I'd be lying if I didn't admit that Pablo is a major contributor to my processes.  

When I was a wee lad, my dad had a few books of poems around the sparse house.  Most were written in an English that I had no clue to what was being said.   Some words so heavy that you'd need a wheel barrow to tote them to your brain.  
    But, my dad liked to write.  And recite.  Nothing mind blowing or really awesome, and yet nothing drek.   He started "this".
  My oldest sister started reading Rod McKuen books, and our dad was adamant that his gay propaganda was not allowed in the house.  So, she hid them.  But told me where they were.  All I knew about gay at that age is that men liked men.  Funny how gay women never came up ever. Maybe dad thought that was okay.  Typical male?
  Then, sis brought me Sara Teasdale.  Not only did I fall in love with a writer, I wanted to answer all of Sara's queries and appease each of her angsts.  
 My man Pablo...  well, regardless of his politics and the allegations, that as a kid, I cared nothing about, that guy became my favorite uncle.  Until I was old enough to smoke and drink alongside his persona.  
 
Writers were the kind of people that I wanted to be when I grew up.  That mindset and the recreations of our journeys.
I've obviously never pursued it extensively, but it's a great place to rest.


 

Enchanting... great flow... vivid... sensual...

Thank you.  -the four ingredients I used, actually.   And brevity for once as well.  

Simple and short, just like me! But seriously, I liked the fast and punchy description of sensuous action. It has a good flow to it and captures an erotic rhythm.

Runes, we are all skyscrapers in here.  

And thank you for the comment.  

Dear S,

Up front confess I’ve never read Neruda. I do, however, find this poem intoxicating. There’s a lushness to it I’d love to know but I’d get hung up on a trust level every time. Under cover of darkness or not, and yet…“the night holds out its arms
to comfort our weary hearts” is my favorite phrase because so much can be hidden in the night.
It’s a beautiful write. Ignites all the senses. H🌷

Hey H.
Trust is a huge thing for all of us.  And the current downward spiral of mankind does not help that.  We become sour to so much.
But, still, sometimes it's good to give someone the benefit of the doubt.   Nothing ventured, nothing gained. Right?  
The older I get, the less I worry.  I'm not going to be one of those bitter old guys complaining about everything.  Lol.  

Its storming here.  Yay!  I'm going to do the Frankenstein and lightning thing, and be rejuvenated.  Lol.

Thanks for the wonderful input.  
I try to read a couple of classical or contemporary poems before I attempt to write anything. It helps me a great deal.   I'm forever a student.

Well, this was a lovely way to end my evening! As others have said above, this piece has a classic flow. It feels familiar, but not dated or stuffy. You do the subject well.

Thank you MissPoppet.  I try to dabble in a few "styles", so as not to get too stale.  

And again, welcome to DUP, and continue your craft with us.

As Missy said, this has a classic flow to it. It seems like something I read in a poetry book once. Nothing specific, but there's a familiarity in the language and pace. It's gentle and flowy, with a really lovely sensuality bubbling at the service. Very enjoyable read.

I've been in a few dinky anthologies before and maybe something like this of mine you saw?
Also, I do a great deal of my writing based on reading something of another/s.   What better way to get motivation?  

Thank you much, btw.

I love this.  I'm not normally into lovey stuff, but this was so gentle, tender and respectful.  Not overdone at all, and left the rest to the imagination.  I find that night (and day, and water, and other natural forces) is such a great metaphor for other things. My favourite line is the one where night holds out its arms.

Thank you for saying so!

Without someone dropping in here and arguing that I'm wrong,(it's happened before), I mostly write "prose" poetry.  And not poetic poetry.  To me there's a difference.  
So sometimes I try to change up my norm and try a more structured write.  I have a few.  
  I appreciate your awesome comment!  Thank you for the encouraging message.