I don't know this can be considered "poetry", but it is the only way I could express what I felt at the time.
I have tasted an appetizer of You.
It was a sampler platter of your loving kindness,
your gentleness, your caring, your touch, smile, kiss,
Many times my heart savors the memory of that pre-dinner feast.
However, it has been too long between courses, and,
My heart and I are starving for the rest of the meal.
There are moments I get a visionary flash of the main course
and a hint of dessert ...and, oh, what a feast it is.
The wine...the union of us...has been aged with loving care.
It is a rare vintage, ready to be uncorked and enjoyed...
oh so slowly, as we sail into the sunset of our lives.
I have been waiting patiently for a long time,
but the heart is beginning to fade away from
lack of nourishment.
Please, hurry before it dies.
My heart and I are here, ready and waiting for the Feast of You.
Let us begin...
Place: Each Other’s Arms
Time: The Rest of Our Lives
Copyright November 1993
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|Reviewed by JMS Bell
|THIS WORK IS WRITTEN WITH UNIQUE METAPHORS THAT DESCRIBE WELL, ONES COMPLAINT OF HAVING RECEIVED THE APPETIZEER BUT NOT THE MAIN COARSE OF THE MEAL. ENJOYED AND THANKS SO MUCH FOR SHARING.
JOYCE * INSPIRATIONS
|Reviewed by William Bonilla
|A very beautiful and romantic write Ann
Welcome to the Den
Love & Peace be with you
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|The metaphorical expression leaves no doubt as to the depth of your sentiments, Ann. Love and peace to you. Regis|