In your eyes like onyx pools Lost in soul of joy, the jewels Winding through chain of gold Loves story warmly told Caressed in boxes lined satin Soon embracing bare skin Liquid oozing from the pearls In body cavities the whirls Flow in lakes of emerald hues Surrealistic cockleshell blues Silvery rings a lovely halo For sparkling diamonds aglow Radiant gems closely entwined Rubies to match lips that shine Wearing emerald water drops Matching high fashion flip-flops While lying au~naturel with he Baubles keep him busy as a bee
ADORABLE!! Takes me back to the Beautiful People's windsurfing beach in Spain last summer and the enjoyment I got out of writing Lost In Space!! :)) Sadly, the only thing I can relate to are the flip-flops - leather and beaten out, so not too high-fashion, I'm afraid! But one can always admire and become a voyeur... then look away when appropriate to do so. They all look so YOUNG!!! Love this, thank you. Kate xx
Very nice, these sparkling jewels of your heart shine through as you give us perfection in the form of lover's thoughts. I know a thing or two about those baubles, too, by the way. LOL
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
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Stunning beauty and passion in this one, very well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Daddy doing MUCH better, may come home in two weeks!!!!!!! YAY! Thanks for the prayers for him and for us (from the storms), keep them coming, PLEASE!
Susan
Birgit and Roger
Love , Dove
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
This is an absolute classic of yours, Eileen
Definitely a keeper !
And the music is supreme
Peter