Verily, carelessly, I
Caressed your eyes with my own;
I’ve grown into your warm stare.
It’s there that I readily
Led your guiltless mind kindly
Into my winding, true touch;
So much communicated
Through ruminated trance;
Through a most intimate dance.
The wells of eternity
Certainly welcome your face;
Everlasting grace, racing
Through your patient, waiting veins;
They could drain the sea, empty,
Yet they take their time, simply
To savor the reverence,
The flavor of the moment -
A most tasteful decadence.
What should I expect to do?
Nothing is ever wasted
On you.
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Comments1
how about, taking a big bite
boldly, begin
by titling your feelings
and seeing if intimate foreplay
can yield, a relationship
worthy
of such eloquent
Poetry..
thanks for sharing, a lovely read
Thank you for reading. 🙂
I’ve been awful at titling poems lately.
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