Open Poetry #47 |
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Splendor in the afternoon.... |
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dreamgal Member
since 2011-03-17
Posts 442 |
I whisper softly in his ear. I smile shyly and he understands. So nervous, i grab the hem of my dress and drap it over my knee caps. My heart is beating faster, as i look into his eyes, im intrigued by his intentions, as his delicate lips meet mine, im swept away in all the splendor. Is this lust or is this love? Or does it matter for I am blissfully aware that this afternoon of splendor is mine and i delight in my womanhood. |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Splendor in the grass (remember that movie? Probably not) Or Splendor in the afternoon . . . Matters not . . . Matters not about love or lust . . . What really matters is splendor in the afternoon . . . ~ I went to a restaurant that serves "breakfast at any time" / I ordered French Toast during the Renaissance. ~ |
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dreamgal Member
since 2011-03-17
Posts 442 |
I do remember that movie with natalie wood and warren beatty one of my fav's it was a tragic love story. The two of them so gorgeous! Dreamgal |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
I really should keep my feelings to myself. ~ I went to a restaurant that serves "breakfast at any time" / I ordered French Toast during the Renaissance. ~ [This message has been edited by JerryPat2 (05-05-2011 08:24 PM).] |
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dreamgal Member
since 2011-03-17
Posts 442 |
sad tale. [This message has been edited by dreamgal (05-05-2011 10:15 PM).] |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
I wrote some stuff but I'll send it to you by email. / I forgot, can't send email. Oh well . . . ~ I went to a restaurant that serves "breakfast at any time" / I ordered French Toast during the Renaissance. ~ |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Dear Dreamgal, you evoke a moment of deep emotion here and you do it beautifully. Mutual attraction is quite a wondrous, overwhelming feeling, why analyze it? Yes, what matters here is the splendor of your afternoon. How it will develop is not the question ... Who can think when lips tremble? Love and joy. Margherita ![]() |
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dreamgal Member
since 2011-03-17
Posts 442 |
Thank you Margherita! As always your comments are kind, im glad u enjoyed. Dreamgal ![]() |
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Namyh Senior Member
since 2009-01-20
Posts 988 |
dreamgal - Love and Lust are the two foundational guests in the house of romance. When they knock, Lust rushes in and brings its own breath, its own heat and its own flame of fire. Love rushes in and waits for the detonation. And there we are in a house ablaze where we’d rather stay and burn up than leave with the firemen. I believe you've captured 'Splendor', even when it's in the afternoon. Whoa! Namyh |
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dreamgal Member
since 2011-03-17
Posts 442 |
Thank you Namyh, I appreciate your comments. Dreamgal ![]() |
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