with one smooth movement you spread my bones
in the low, grey winter morning
beneath the covers we are soft
and strong appetites so vast we astonish ourselves
fierce and delicate our heads seem disjointed from
the hips to commune with each other the all-night
lamp shyly burning and when the bell goes off
for the working day or if hail is beating outside
flooding the lawn these are the pleasures of togetherness
hot and tender filled with surprises
your mouth marks my flesh my fingers searing into your back
we chuckle at something funny you say
delightful and wild in the thick of winter
A Tribute to a Beloved Father
So beautiful sensuous and evocative! And, I love the imagery! Such a perfect and very special piece of work Vera. And the timing is perfect. What a nice way to start the day!
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Thanks
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Well… it’s the least I can say.
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❤
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Thanks, Dar. ❤ ❤
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What a beautiful love poem! I need to share this with my wife. 🙂
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🙂 That’s so lovely, thank you, Nico. I hope she likes it as much as you do.
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Reading this again, I’m not surprised to find it just as lovely and compelling as the first time. So well done!
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Thanks, it is extremely kind of you.
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I can only say what I feel. It’s that simple.
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Wow. I mean. Absolutely delicious and beautiful and You carry me right back to the sweetest memories of such mornings. Thank You. ❤️!!!
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