As if My Lips Were Peaches
The slam of the screen door
Let me know he was home
Sweaty palms
A heart racing like horses
Our greeting quintessential
Excitement came easy
He’d been gone
He, a presence that fulfilled
A presence calm like tepid waters
His smile was eager
His eyes were carried by tears
He held me as if I would blow away
He kissed me as if my lips were peaches
In only a brief time our parting
Filled us with the longing of
To cling as one
A tender love that binds as cording
A love that flows as streams
A love that follows paths of endearment
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Author:
Katie B. (
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- Comment from author about the poem: How I feel after my husband comes home, even if it\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'s just after work.
- Category: Love
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Comments5
Nicely done. Your poem captures the joy of reunion after a period of separation, highlighting themes of love, longing, and intimacy. The subject matter focuses on the physical and emotional aspects of their relationship, emphasizing the sweetness of affection and the pain of parting.
Yes Friendship! You always nail it. I am always very encouraged by your feedback. Thank You!
-Katie
A lovely poem of reunion even after a short while that marks the bond between two people. Nicely penned it sends its message
Thank.you so much Soren for your feedback. Your comments are always generous and helpful.
-Katie
You are always most welcome Katie
Good write K.
Thank you so very much!!
Gorgeous
Thank you so very much!!!
Great write, Katie! That image of being held as if you’d blow away is beautiful. It captures care as instinct, not performance. Quiet, protective, deeply felt. Thank you for sharing! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
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