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Cpat Hair

Member Patricius

since 2001-06-05

Posts 11793

0 posted 2003-06-13 02:58 PM

Our journey now
has progressed three days
since the pass
with each bringing
us to warmer winds
and the return of a smile
to your eyes.

We startled a stag
this morning and while the men
in dream of fresh meat
wanted to chase,
you forbade them
then promised all
a gift when we arrived
at the sea.

I saw them
change from dreams of venison
to dreams of being graced by your hand
and laughed to myself
that all men are as stricken by your presence
as am I.

Tonight,
we will reach the plains
and as I promised we will
for a few days rest while I
knead your tired shoulders
and anoint you in oil.

There are melons in wait
for us along with fresh grapes
and bread from the locals
that we might feast
and the men have been told
they are to use the time we are there
in repair and rest.

We will not be disturbed
and can again be free to wash
at rivers edge and laze in the sun
as our clothes dry
or share the softness of that silk rug
as I read to you the words of Rumi
and listen to you sigh.

When the moon has donned her glow
and the stars have turned heavens upside down bowl
into a theater of dancing light
I will rub your calves and feet
that they will remain soft in this harshness
and smell again the cinnamon on your skin.

If you love me my heart
we will find the plain too small
to hold the joy
of just being us
again

[This message has been edited by Cpat Hair (06-13-2003 03:23 PM).]

QjQ
Member Elite

since 2003-04-18

Posts 3756
U.S.A.

1 posted 2003-06-13 03:02 PM

your words gives a good vision of this write,,

QjQ

Susan Caldwell
Member Rara Avis

since 2002-12-27

Posts 8348
Florida

2 posted 2003-06-13 03:04 PM

"anoint you in oil"

Yes, please...

Enchantress
Member Empyrean

since 2001-08-14

Posts 35113
Canada eh.

3 posted 2003-06-13 03:18 PM

"We will not be disturbed
and can again be free to wash
at rivers edge and laze in the sun
as out clothes dry
or share the softness of that silk rug
as I read to you the words of Rumi
and listen to you sigh."

Dang!...
Yes please..
Oh..you must read Rumi to her!

Nightshade

Member Patricius

since 2001-08-31

Posts 13962
just out of reach

4 posted 2003-06-13 03:30 PM

and smell again the cinnamon on your skin.

Oooh, my favourite perfume is Cinnabar! This is getting "spicey"...please continue. Chris

Sunshine

Administrator

Member Empyrean

since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

5 posted 2003-06-13 07:44 PM

We will not be disturbed
and can again be free to wash
at rivers edge and laze in the sun
as our clothes dry
or share the softness of that silk rug
as I read to you the words of Rumi
and listen to you sigh.

When the moon has donned her glow
and the stars have turned heavens upside down bowl
into a theater of dancing light
I will rub your calves and feet
that they will remain soft in this harshness
and smell again the cinnamon on your skin.

If you love me my heart
we will find the plain too small
to hold the joy
of just being us
again

~*~

The loving gentle man
knows who may ghost the dreams
to fan flames
in the woman's breast...

Patricia
Member Elite

since 2003-04-06

Posts 2160
Missouri

6 posted 2003-06-13 07:53 PM

(Sighs and more sighs)

And guess what? A couple of smiles too during each of my readings.

I would tell you...but you already know how I feel.

Patricia

Janet Marie
Member Laureate

since 2000-01-22

Posts 18554

7 posted 2003-06-13 08:03 PM

We will not be disturbed
and can again be free to wash
at rivers edge and laze in the sun
as our clothes dry
or share the softness of that silk rug
as I read to you the words of Rumi
and listen to you sigh.

When the moon has donned her glow
and the stars have turned heavens upside down bowl
into a theater of dancing light
I will rub your calves and feet
that they will remain soft in this harshness
and smell again the cinnamon on your skin.

If you love me my heart
we will find the plain too small
to hold the joy
of just being us
again
======================================

nothing a mere moth can say could touch the beauty of this write...so I'll just read it a few more times and bang my head on the monitor in moth envy of your astonishing muse.

Im still imagining your voice ...
can see the sparkle in your eyes.
I cant explain your power over me
Its understated understood & beautiful.
cj

passing shadows
Member Empyrean

since 1999-08-26

Posts 45577
displaced

8 posted 2003-06-14 05:22 AM

love the ending in particular, the whole write was awesome

Duncan
Member Ascendant

since 2001-08-07

Posts 5455

9 posted 2003-06-17 08:56 PM

'We will not be disturbed
and can again be free to wash
at rivers edge and laze in the sun
as our clothes dry
or share the softness of that silk rug
as I read to you the words of Rumi
and listen to you sigh.'

Very cool...

Artic Wind
Member Rara Avis

since 2007-09-16

Posts 8080
Realm of Supernatural

10 posted 2008-02-21 02:19 PM

Cinnomon Is very Spicey!

I like French Toast!

ARCTIC WIND

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