Denouement

The ivories he tickles
are behind her eyes
accidentals touched
strings struck …

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Published on Medium: P.S. I Love You for Poetry Sunday

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Her Blue Period

The picture shows her

The dark blue lace

Cupping the fullness of her breasts

Just hinting at what is beneath

But that which he has studied intently

And knows as well as she

His fingers itching to follow

The scalloped curve

And nestle in the hollow between

His eyes follow her 

Creamy, pale skin

Down

To the scrap of dark blue

Edged in lace

Certain of the heaven

He would find beneath

Wanting to unwrap her gift

Wanting to touch

To taste

To know her

Utterly

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The Fire Within Her

The fire within her

Can no longer be contained

She grapples with her

Newfound knowledge

Struggling to find her path

Knowing she won’t be

Following a straight line

But one that curves and dips

And may not always be comforting

May, at times, be dangerous

But one

That she is certain

Will fulfill and complete her

Which has been her destiny

All along

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Draping The Pain

The worry

Wrapped around her

Draping her

Suffocating her

She curled up into herself

Willing the pain

The confusion

To stop its slow torture

Of her senses

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Moonlight Sonatas

The music of 

A thousand moonlight sonatas

Will fill our ears

And suspend us in time

A velvet night

A sky filled with stars

You holding me close

Me finding Heaven

In your arms

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The Ground Moved

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Elusive Doorways

Elusive doorways

To our heart’s content

Twisting passageways

That confuse

Shuttered windows

That let in no light

But somehow

We find our way

Back to each other

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My Little Secret

My little secret

A delicious one

Kept to myself

To take out and stroke

When alone

To smile my secret smile

Knowing I’m your secret too

And you have the same smile

To dream about at night

Sometimes tender

But often dark, decadent dreams

Dreams that only feature you

You are my little secret

That is not so little

As you delightfully fill up

Every nook and cranny

Of my day

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To See Yourself

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