No drama, just life going on
behind no other curtains than those caressed
by warm, merged sighs of intimacy.
Just life, not a romantic play, performed to match
the expectations, the longings of audiences, skeptical
enthralled or dreamy – just life, simply lived, to the final bow
with hands entwined, before the end of another day
that could indeed be the last, and so was lived
as intensely and fully as the first.
No drama, no mysteries, no secluded story lines
in starry-eyed sceneries – just life being avidly lived
and loved; a walk around the orchard on a sunny afternoon
ardent kisses shared under the chestnut trees
a passionate run, our breaths quickening, clothes shed
impatiently, bodies locked and spirits soaring
and… lots of blissful, unwritten poetry!
© 2006 Alexandra* ~ OneLight*®
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Vesna:)
"just life, simply lived, to the final bow"
The unrehearsed dance ... the first and final kiss ... deeply breathing every thirst-quenching moment. Venus has truly smiled upon us.
Amo te minha Vida,
Joseph*
marvelous poem, Alexandria ...
You write of what many aspire too but never find. And you do so in your fluently sensual and inimitable style.
Light and Wisdom to both of you ...
Richard Lloyd Cederberg
Fee
Like CJ says...unwritten poems will soon be written and therefore, read!
Amen to this write!
love and Peace~
Kimmy~
"... just life being avidly lived
and loved; a walk around the orchard on a sunny afternoon
ardent kisses shared under the chestnut trees
a passionate run, our breaths quickening..."
... and I for one will be anxiously awaiting the poetry to read!
Love,
CJ