Running my fingers across the words he's written, I am infused with the essence of his soul
My hands caress the parchement/ where your words breathe/ with lambent crystals of reflective light/ they/ entice me/ cause/ sultry sensations like currents to course powerfully through my being/ and I am swirling/ caught up in a vortex/ surrounded by a kaleidoscope of colors/ so heavy/ that they make rain/ drops fall/ profusely/ then slowly/ from my eyes/ transcribed emotions rise/ like braille/ and assails/ the pores of my fingertips/ infusing my soul/ with your love/ rancor/ joys and sorrows/ I ingest all of you/ and we are becoming/ interwoven/ inextricably/ in the continuum/ of verbs
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Reviewed by Diana Legun (Reader)
Reviewed on September 4, 2012
Lovely conveyance of the powerful effect of words originating from a certain person. I like that you retain your line form ends. They are signature. Thanks for posting this for us to experience. ~~ Diana
Ah, Shirley, when I see your name in my mail box I smile, because I know I am in for a treat, and today is a special treat, indeed. Written letters are almost a thing of the past. I wrote a few love letters last year to a dear one. They weren't written with quill on parchment paper, but with a No. 2 lead pencil on lined paper, but as I was writing the letters I fell like I was doing something special, and she responded with the same enthusiasm. This poem brings back my feelings as I writer those letters last year. Ah, we're back to emailing again, but the letters stay in the back of my mind.
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Lambent crystals soothing and oh, ever so the pleasures.
Lovely image.
Lady Mary Ann
Ron
came by, followed by Alluring...Enjoyed, Shirley
Deborah