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These eyes see in the dark
but Picasso-like they only see fleeting images of you
in our soft-lensed youth.
These hands touch
in you the essence of my best years and yours;
memory caresses us
and its power keeps us as we were in the old photos
youth reveling in velvet arms.
You are so well known to me
yet still a mystery
and I have never known how
you do that.
You're the path
to grow beyond myself
breathless dollops where the soul melds
the sexual and the spiritual
where liberating excesses
kiss shuddering restrain
and then release.
We have together made the road we've traveled
with bed room eyes, intense desires
and summer nights
as we wrapped ourselves
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|Reviewed by Axilea MU
|As I was reading this poem, I increasingly felt as if I... did not want to disturb their intimate moments. Effective.
|Reviewed by Paul Judges
|A delightful poem, Lonnie|
|Reviewed by J Howard
|to love...is the path finding oneself and know ..you are and always have been on the right path...to self discovery...and awareness..|
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|It is as though you have been "reading" my life for the past seven months, Lonnie. I am happy to state that I can relate. Thank you for sharing this most meaningful offering. Love and peace,
|Reviewed by Patrick Granfors
|Very sensual and very revealing journey of two soul mates. Patrick|
|Reviewed by Christine Tsen
|Profoundly beautiful about something so precious.
|Reviewed by Janna Hill
|ooh la la Lonnie. This makes me want to dig out the old photo albums and see "Picasso like..."
|Reviewed by Annabel Sheila
|This was so soft and warm it made me feel "ahhhhh"....very lovely phrasing, Lonnie! Well done!