Matured.
Pasts were forgotten,
no more were they strangers
to each other, yet
unknown still to themselves
changes held hope
of whispering sweet Yeses
to age- ripened potency.
Senses grew numb
until both saw the hand of fate
in witnessing summer
again when two could savour
becoming as one
for beyond time's fixed
idea of norm can begin more
flavoured sipping
of love's duo nectar as fortune
and taste aid gems
adorning matured togetherness.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
Offline) - Published: February 4th, 2023 05:28
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Comments4
Good write Fay.
Many thanks for stopping by for a read of Matured dear Orchi
this is like a fine wine Fay .. I have no doubt it will age well .. and the aftertaste it leaves behind is divine and lends a warm glow .... x
Loving your romantic comment amigo and loads of thanks for the warm smile it bestows........x
I really enjoyed your poem about mature love and oneness. So descriptive! Great poem, Fay!
Bless you Christina for your lovely comment on Matured - -- so pleased you enjoyed the read.
That matureness is so wonderful when you are in love Fay.
Andy
I guessed you would relate to this one dear Andy - thank you for giving your experience of matureness.
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