I know am in there somewhere
At the back of your smileSomewhere warm
Like the soft place on your neck
I slip between your fingers
Like a prayer bead
I know am in there
Somewhere
Inside your mouth
Tasting your kiss
You know Me
You feel me
Under your flesh
Enwrapped in your verses
I know am in there
Somewhere
Between your words
Lingers like a gypsy
The taste of my kiss...
photo by Herbert Tobias, Montparnasse, Paris, 1952
the mysteries of Life
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yield to yielding patience
where bud finally opens
like the the demure lover
giving herself to love
the mysteries of life
ReplyDeletean endless game of shadow and light
and all the rainbows in between
dancing over the shiny path
leading to love
Thank you, Tiger, for the beautiful poem :) xxx
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