it's absent minded
almost unnoticed by either of them
he has a novel
she a magazine
bedside lamps cast a comfortable glow
over her large and his smaller pages
he raises his eyebrow
at a florid passage
she wears her glasses low
toward the tip of her nose
side by side
each is absorbed with reading
and he has been rubbing his foot
against her leg
a gesture so familiar
in this comfortable time
before sleep
they hardly notice anymore
she is first
places her magazine on the bedside table
and moves
snuggling
towards him
almost an under-cover approach
that places her head on his shoulder
an arm high on his chest
her leg across his thigh
and stretched down
until toes touch
he adjusts the positioning
of arm and book
the angle of his reading
to accommodate her
while a fingertip absently traces
the topography of her spine
to the buttock
his arm presses down on the length of her
to add a small pressure
and better feel the sensation of her body
against his
glances down at her head
and the golden tones of skin
under lamplight
the curvature of a half-revealed breast
re-shaped by his chest
these positioning movements
are his own signal
to finish reading
drop the book to the floor
and bring both arms together
in a hugging embrace
that lets his body encompass her
for a few moments
as she slips towards sleep
one last craning of the neck
up by her
down by him
to kiss and murmur
before the lamp
is turned
off
~
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Author:
Frank Prem (
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- Comment from author about the poem: The Book of Evenings.
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Comments3
Beautiful write, the normality of being together in bed is so reassuring.
Thanks GF. That was one of the things that attracted me to the theme - so much goes on in the evening - even normality.
Frank,
An absolutely exquisite
write! I can see and feel
exactly what’s happening!
So vivid, delicate, and
beautiful! An awesome
write! It was a pleasure
reading it! Thank you for
sharing your talents!
~Laura~
Laura, Thank you. It delights me to have these (now) older poems being read and enjoyed.
One of your best! I really like it, good job Frank. Sehr gut, mein Freund!
Thank you Raskolnikov. Lovely to have you reading and enjoying. Cheers.
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