He wants to remember
What she is like and
How his hand feels on her body.
It has been there countless times before.
The imprint of this ritual
On his mind is deep.
His hand starts at the
Side of her chest,
Slides its way down and
Dips into the waist,
Up at the hip
And down to the thigh.
They call to mind the important,
Forgetting what is hurtful or useless.
Changes in her do not matter
Because he pictures her young.
She knew his strength and sees it still.
Down the side, in at the waist,
Up at the hip and down to the thigh.
She wants to remember what
His hand feels like on her body.
It’s been there countless times before.
The imprint is deep in her mind.
Down the side, in the waist,
Up the hip and down the thigh.
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Susan Patterson will be taking time away from the office for two weeks. In the meantime, a love poem is re-posted for your enjoyment. In addition, we invite you to take time to peruse the archives of The Causerie. You may find some surprises along with old favorites.
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➢ Musings With a Cuppa-The Poetry of Tea
➢ Heart to Heart-Considered Sentiments for Teatime
➢ Tom and Irma-Chronicles of the 1950's
➢ Unnoticed Moments
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