Spellbound and loving it
Heaven deep in thought
Holding on to a memory
In a fist clutched and caught
Sucking up the essence
Of every breath you took
Lapping like a gentle tide
A page turns in the book
Feathered brush strokes along this ebb
Two pulses holding hands
Passions paint in bolder strokes
A new chapter makes a stand
Ebbing with a fine line
This bonded pleasure grows
Supernatural fissures start
As breathless love reposes
Heaven sent this miracle
Then opened up it's growth
It brings a smile so generous
A lump grows in my throat
My blood runs with his now
As memories ooze to keep
The love of all my lifetime
With still waters running deep.
I look for poems that capture the essence of what I feel for my Jeff...this is as close as I've come to finding it in writing. Thank you. Your words are spellbinding
Em
I know this love, but you made it so easy to enjoy and relive the intensity of such an incredible experience. "With still waters running deep" - such a visual for such an abstract sentiment as love.
Truly enjoyed your vision, Kathy
"My blood runs with his now,as memories ooze to keep. The love of all my lifetime, with still waters running deep" Their blood flows twain as do the rivers of their souls. Beautiful, Love, Pierre.
As always you allow the sensuality of your heart and your desire meander through your poem like a lazy stream awakening the fantasy in the readers mind as you go along. Well done.
hugs dear Susan.
Fee
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on August 22, 2007
It brings a smile so generous
A lump grows in my throat <------hmmm, some sexy images hit the back.
How beautiful is this? It positively oozes with the rich seam of redness that is the freshness of flesh and spirit caught totally naked, vulnerable and pulsing with delight. Like an emotional birthing of sorts, the "longed for or gestated" becoming born and actual. Love the lines: "Two pulses holding hands" and "Supernatural fissures start" most especially. Have missed you, Susan, and have been thinking about you and especially little Mason. Hope all is well. Love, Kate xx
These song lyrics and art are tales, tides and twinkling lights - tunes telling stories of warmth and sun, city and sand, paths that lead, and the coins we can keep in the Karma Bank. Spirit's been bypassed for sorrow, dreaming of a better tomorrow .
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Em
Truly enjoyed your vision, Kathy
love Tinka
I am never dissapointed.
Walt
Ron
love you...simon
hugs dear Susan.
Fee
A lump grows in my throat <------hmmm, some sexy images hit the back.
Nice sensual poem...
Love this image Belle ... and the rhythm in this great write is hypnotic ... kinda like your allure! (-:
Richard
Regis
Poetically divine
Peace Be with you
Love
William
Love,
Eileen
Susan, This flows so beautifully, almost like a song on my lips..I just love this piece. Bravo!
Peace, Love, and Light
Amber "V"