on overcast days
echoing my sorrow
a return to the place
where we found sanctuary
would that speaking in whispers
be heard by you, my love
in hopes of solace
that perhaps it would ease my despair
in this vast emptiness without you
for you departed much too soon
life without your presence, lonely
emptiness now my constant companion
would that you returned here
discovering the utterances of my soul
clinging to the branches
waiting to be spoken to your heart
A lover’s language…
I close my eyes
and in my thoughts
I ink a cursive
unwritten verse
upon her nakedness
poetry for us alone
words that she will only
let our fingers trace
whilst reading
to each other.
there’s now a fire in my heart
your initials carved there like onto the bark of a tree
just after seeing your eyes look at me that way
i’m floating weightless as if on a stream
there’s an urge to fly out of my skin
it would seem i’m in love… or lust
watching your trim figure in the lake
as you swim the breaststroke
pulling yourself onto the dock, my mouth drops wide
suggestively you lean in towards me
your arm wrapping around my waist
i’m not sure if i’m even present anymore
hands
hold mine
giving me hope
lifting up my spirits
precious
Thanks for reminding me about Elfchens, Chuck! 😉
This piece screamed my ex-husband’s name! LOL I’m sure many of you can relate to this short piece about love. 🙂
You didn’t teach me a lot about love but
you taught me the difference between
want and deserve. I wanted you so badly,
but I was way more than you deserved.
Le sigh…
You are my story
Pretty wishes, savored dreams are you.
I have loved you always,
I love you in the morning light,
I loved you when you dance for the midnight moon and
I love when you read to me.
My kind lady of gentleness,
you make my mad world, sweet and kind.
Please steal my eyes, my thoughts.
Make me believe,
love is sweet and you are my love
Dancing Coyote
i want to know your depths
and openly expose mine
laying bare our souls
let’s share the qualities
of our essences
allowing them to intermingle
the invitation stands
do come inside
won’t you
#Whatdoyousee
Image credit – Phmaxiestevez @ Pixabay
You’re the stars in my eyes.
What the world needs now is love, sweet love
It’s the only thing that there’s just too little of…https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YUaxVQPohlU
For more precious love, read Ivor Steven’s piece too! https://ivors20.wordpress.com/2019/11/17/before-you-leave-the-table/
If You Love Her
If you love her, don’t just tell her,
Show her.
Watch the Hallmark Channel with her.
Do the laundry. Fold the clothes.
Wash and dry the dishes and put them away.
Tell her how beautiful she is. Dance with her
in the living room. Send her love songs on Facebook.
Tell her how much you appreciate all she does for you.
For your home. For your animals.
Tell her again.
Listen to her. Let your arms be a place she feels safe in.
Care about her feelings. Tell her over and over so she never forgets.
She’s the best thing that you will ever have. She will
love you if you love her.
On days when it feels like the whole
world might cave in, listen to her heart and be with her.
~The Tennessee Poet~
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Always be tender…
Photo: pixabay.com
Sun kissed
petals undone
you opened in the warmth
and rejoiced
moist,
glassy,
smooth and
sweetly perfumed,
unfurling before me,
raw, naked,
beautiful,
my tender caress
the key.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
