You lie supine, naked, the image of confidence, of peace.
Yet we know the fire, the incandescent light, under the veil.
We know the perfection, the miracle of time and patience, the perpetual discovery.
So I listen, attentive, tense, admiring, my gaze on your lips, waiting.
It’s a whisper, and for me, your lover, it’s a call I cannot resist.
Image: Felix Mas
Dear Honore,
I am sending this poem to my husband right now.
I hope that is okay with you…
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Both the picture and the writing are amazing. You did a great job with this post.
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Wow, I love this.
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A true story of perpetual discovery!
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Always true to your sensual sensibility – just one of the aspects of your writing I enjoy. Love the pace and the imagery too ;))
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So sensual and full of passion just waiting to explode…gorgeous!
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Wow! Very steamy and romantic in just the right mix. Lovely.
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Incredibly sensual piece, yet never vulgar or exploitive. It would be difficult to read this and not be drawn in. Wonderful weaving of words here!
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This is an amazing, beautiful piece. It is very poetic and full of emotion.
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I loved this piece. A pleasure to read and reread.
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Just gorgeous! Love the pic too. x
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Deftly, gently and sensitively rendered my friend. A lovely, poetic piece and very cool illustration.
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delightfully lovely 🙂 seamless words
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Beautifully written.
Thank you for visiting my blog today. I appreciate the time you took to stop by. May your day be filled with joy and peace.
BE ENCOURAGED! BE BLESSED!
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