Pink sand pulls away
from the glistening shore,
melting fondant in the
sticky heat.
Minute  ecosystems inhabit
tiny  grottoes in  tide pools
of wet sand.
Some days I stroll the coast alone,
escaping in realms of lovers
where there is no logic but
an aching crush I hold to my breast,
a passage between a heart and the
mountains where I left you.
Allow me to come undone beneath
the  weight of tender hands on eggshell,
the gentle quake of my sigh upon your
unshaven cheek.
Let me   drown in the deep river of
your eyes where there
is no threat of war, hard silence,
or the burden of forgiveness.

 

 

 

80 thoughts on “Indulging Conjecture

  1. The heart is a variety of colors and you being a true artist paint so well with it lovely🌹. I love the verse about getting lost in ones eyes, that is so true to get lost in the beauty of ones eyes because they tell stories. That’s why I get hypnotized by yours😊. Lovely work my pretty painter of poetry, this was truly indulging.🌹🌹

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  2. A very pretty picture you have painted here, indeed!
    This super pleasurable & prodigious poem exceeds my talents. To be honest, I’ve used up all the words I know off the top of my head to compliment your work. Therefore, I am now utilizing Roget’s Thesaurus.
    Just one question: where did you get that pic of my legs? :D. :D. 😀

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      1. Was his name…. Koscoe? Skinny shoulders, balding, goatee, glasses w/o lenses and a rubber knife? Bast$%#!!! That pic is worth at least $80.00. Last time I pose for him!!!!!

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          1. YA! Well….you found out about my book……
            I know this sounds crazy, but the dentist accidentally pulled a tooth out of me today. I’m only allowed to drink. YAY!!

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          2. Ya and yes. I was so afraid of telling anyone about my book.
            So… there’s a hole in my head… as usual. The dementist gave me the tooth. YAY! I’ll put it under my pillow. I could use a few extra bucks!

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      1. In all truth I want to say more but I cannot do you justice… you write beautifully and touch deeply with such economy. I am in awe of your talent. Px

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