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Click hereCan love be measured byknowing?
The outline of your breast
as you deftly reach up
to stretch
Palms facing me
fingertips towards the sun
soft curves blend with lithe muscle
Can love be measured byfamiliarity?
7 am
5 and a bit heaped teaspoons
of ground coffee beans
Fill the water just so
Get the cups
I pour the coffee
You drip milk into mine
I add your sugar
You stir
We sip in silence
Can love be measured bytogetherness?
My sweater under your black skirt
draped over the arm
of your chair
My fingers gently fastening
the buttons on your dress
Your hands holding up
your unruly hair
wild strands caressing my fingers
My pastel colours
against your earth tones
Can love be measured bywanting?
A lap dance
moving to the music
the familiar throb
Touch yourself for me
Now
Take your clothes off for me
Tease
Heels and superiority
I swallow hard
Aware of your power
Can love be measured byinsight?
Tears fall abundantly
your pain visible like the sun
Moved by your longing
Smiling at your gentleness
Understanding your passion
Can love be measured bylust?
If I were to circle your navel
with my tongue
would you become like soft clay?
If I had to lick that spot
under your ear
would you be mine?
Can love be measured byintimacy?
Shadows moving against the wall
eyes transfixed
fingertips on your collarbone
moist lips slightly parted
warm velvet skin
Can love be measured byunderstanding?
You are not mine to want
I do still, despite
"A kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder"
You would give up your life for Her
And you have
Can love be measured bywhat it's not?
How can thisnot be love?
Perhaps not love as it is known by the poets
Yet, this is the closest
I have been to
domestic bliss
Absolutely beautiful. You can see and feel the passion and love through your words. Very touching. Nicely done Sweet.
I think I dimly understand how loving one might be measured. But how to measure loving two? Hummmm, I have to think about that.
Wonderful piece. Thanks
Michael
I love the imagery, the soft unpretentious use of language makes it all the more gentle and very real. I felt like i could touch the skin, imagine that feeling under my ear, around my navel. I loved it.
This sounds so real. The want, your love - it's almost like I can touch it if I reach out. So real...
I enjoyed every line - the anticipation, the passion, the honesty. Excellently written.