Reading each piece was so relatable and hit home pretty hard! Jeanne Marie’s pieces reflected segments of a relationship, the journey of so many individuals in the emotional realm of coming together, then apart.
Women Who Think Too Much by Jeanne Marie
Flesh and Bones
Her hands make love to his shoulders
Caress the tension from his neck
Fingers entwined in his soft curls
Her face buried in silver and brown strands.
Inhaling the heady scent that is him
She allows her tightness to slip away
Falling, falling into a dark warm mist
A vapor of safety created by his love.
Absence of pain, regret, loss or sorrow
Blankets of tenderness and devotion
Washed worn by life’s bleaching storms
More precious than diamonds and gold.
His devotion surrounds her flesh and her bones.
Thus, sleep is a cocoon which shelters her
Pillows of passions released time after time
Cradle the woman and her fragile dreams
Rocking her to sleep in his gently flowing river
Drifting on billows of unconditional love.
Floating to euphoria, wrapped around his back
She wonders, how is it possible that her love
Could increase beyond description, young and…
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Thank you for the reblog and for your kind words. Jeanne Marie
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My pleasure, Jeanne Marie! 🙂
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