kilometers noting the crevices
separating our space
needy is me my dear
jubilantly shaking bed rails
where something wonderful touched
secretly the most serious love ever felt
this momentous beautiful silence
is dedicated to you
this path of stones aligning bedrooms
where a garden now sits instead of hardwoods
flooring filled with lilies
feeling the immensity of this heat
their petals feet flap us fancy
in full fragrance we savor
the sting the sacred sting involving our hands
Excellent.
M.
Thank you
feeling the immensity… sentir la inmensidad… que bonita definición…
1b7 (unbesete)
Gracias
a ti, por expresarte así.
; )
Very nice.
Merci!
Jubilant, yes. Such a celebration of life is the movement of the heart, spanning effortlessly the furthest distance imaginable. So welcoming, the motion of a journey in love.
Goodness yes.
“where a garden now sits instead of hardwoods
flooring filled with lilies
feeling the immensity of this heat”
LOVE!
romantically full and sexy…..such a potent boudoir
Thank you darling
I like that last line: the sacred sting involving our hands and I think the image is even stronger because it’s followed by a pic of your hands.
I’m still searching for a way to describe silence without using words, but I like how peaceful this poem feels.
Thank you…