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JoelJosol
You still could not figure out how I found the path again through this
Visual confusion  of green leaves, brown sticks, and open spaces.
 
You wondered, did you ever leave a glow on the broken branches, 
or your scent lingering, afloat in the air, like a trail?
 
Or was there a code in the chirping of birds or a signal from sunlight
Breaking through the canopy, you, lit up from head to toe?
 
You wondered still if ever I envisioned you a fairy, rising from a stream
Flowing quietly, slowly, and you emerging wet, mysterious and sensual?
 
Let my fingers touch your lips, enough of your wondering,
For the sensations you left in this body, this skin, and these lips
 
Are memories swirling in my pool of recall, for I wanted to catch
Again those  eyes where delight once undeniably dwelt.

* Note: I have written this poem for our upcoming 33rd anniversary this 15th of Feb.
 

"Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach

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Tinker

Wow,  This is probably the most romantic poem I've read on this site.  A love poem without sappy sentimentality or over the top drama.  Just pure and simple love flows from the lines.   Congratulations on 33 years,  she is one lucky lady.  Thank you for sharing this beautiful expression of love.

~~Tink


~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~

For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com

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dcmarti1

Steamy, but subtle, with a hint of danger; kinda sexy:

Are memories swirling in my pool of recall

 

 

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JoelJosol

dcmarti1, I was trying to get to the boundary of steamy without crossing it 🙂
tonyv, thanks. I plan to read it to her on our anniversary day 🙂

 


"Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach

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Tinker

So Joel, how did it go?   The big day came and went.  Did you read it to her or let her read it for herself.  Either way, I'm sure she will want to keep a copy to read again over and over.  

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~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~

For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com

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