Poetry Thursday

boho & ck, photo by robin nations

Love Poem

We made love last night
beneath the stars.
The moon's Cycloptic eye
unblinking
staring us down
uncovering our bodies of the darkness
like naked roots
we tangled ourselves
thighs and elbows heavy fruit
shiny as winter chestnuts.
Body of the man I love -
bitten mouth, tangerine lips
rose petal surprise of tongue,
I could wander the continent
of your golden valleys
without ceasing
and delight each day
in discovering
a new dawn
rising from the depths
of your mysterious being.

~ Jewel,
A Night Without Armor

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Honey, everything you said the other morning was so perfect. You continue to do and say things that make me fall even harder in love with you, if that's possible. Thank you for creating such a wide open space for my feelings and for yours. Thank you for helping to allow me to be my true self at all times...even the not so pretty times. Thank you for rocking me and saying "I know it hurts" rather than..."cheer up, it will get better". I love you...