The courtship poems 12

 

Come take
your mind
on down 
with me .

let our bodies
be canvases
to the tributes
of our
lives.

leave  
our old stories
like tattered
and worn
baggage

by the
door.

be each
others
savior for
awhile.

an old lover's
lament.

not trying
to fill in
each other's
water color
dreams,

with lies
or half
obligated
promises.

and finally
when the
late afternoon

comes to
swallow our
worn 
innocence.

close the
door.

leave unsaid
the words
that must 
be said.

return us
both with 
some dignity


to the outskirts

of our 
lives. 

 

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Nicola Beckett

Tue 7th Aug 2018 15:20

A special poem x

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Hazel ettridge

Tue 7th Aug 2018 07:28

If it were possible for the heart to have an orgasm, then that is what would happen every time I read one of your poems.

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Kate G

Tue 7th Aug 2018 07:17

So, so beautiful.

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