When I am Far
When I am far
Go lay thee down
And tilt
Your tall mirror
Accordingly until
That is
Both you and
Sunlight fit
Then and only then
Mind and when
Your privacy is
Guaranteed mind
Begin to trace
My love
The tiniest of circles
Round and round
Where you would
Have me
Slow upon slow
At first that is
And oh’ so very perfect
Then faster
As your will dictates
Until
At the very least
My name it does
Escape your lips
And leaves me moist
Upon your finger tips
Then
When clothes and quilt
Are rearranged
And smooth again
Let me know
How well I’ve done
Shy not my love nor cry
Enjoy this gift
I pledge to thee
And do repeat as oft
Required
At least until I’m home
And come again mind
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Author:
Neville (
Offline) - Published: February 15th, 2019 03:26
- Comment from author about the poem: How very touching... & no.. tis sharp sticks that send ya blind.................
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Comments7
I best not ask what's going on there. Someone having fun? If so, I'm glad at least someone is! And is the time going quick, cos it's said 'Time goes quick when ya are enjoying yourself'.
Fun is fun at any time & time flies like the wind, but remember, fruit flies like bananas... thanks for visiting orchidee..... Neville
And now me next poem 'Of fruit flies and fruit cakes!' That'll be right - yes?
you are a fruit cake orchidee .. and I am qualified to make such an assertion.. but where would we be without ya eh....
Ta N. Where are ya far from? lol.
Steeped in poignancy the feel of these words lingers long after the read - another gem of a write dear Neville.
Thank you my dear friend and true.. warmest wishes winging their way towards Cornwall to you, from me x
Hmmmmm how lovers didst communicate their passion afore the days of telecommunications.
Wonderful thinly veiled lubrication of the libido from a talented wordsmith.
you are far to generous and too good for words... keep em coming tho.. cheers DA.. Neville
You've done it again
with your magical pen.
How wonderful .. what a bloomin nice thing to say sir... am grinning like the proverbial Cheshire cat....
My pleasure and well deserved.
There is something quite tender about this one.
Sssh.. keep it to yourself... or everyone will want some... many big thank you's my evillefriend and poet... N
Evillefriend? What is one of those?
its a typo.. dunno how that happened.. meant to be .... and poet... Neville.. well that's my story and I'm sticking to it ..... Neville
Magical loving words once more Neville.
Thank you kindly sir this very fine mane ....
You have mastered the art, as your words have so expressed, as she exclaimed your name
How kind you are my friend, many thank you's are on their way, even as I type....... Neville
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