Smoothly...

Aleksandr Fess, model: Stasia Shpits

Smooth is the light
and smooth is the touch
of the pearls 
that I hold in 
the necklace
that sits smoothly
on my nape
as I circle 
my breasts
smoothly
with my hand
and the curves of my
body
smoothly drape
the sensations
that drop from my mind
into my space.

Fruition.

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There's a quiet joy
when things come to 
fruition,
for I never know
if things that I cared
for and nurtured
will bear fruit.
It could be the weather
or the pests
or the birds
or simply the tiny little
germs and insects
who would claim their
share of Nature's bounty.
The fruit that is ripe and
bright is a sheer joy
to watch before the
juicy bits turn
your insides 
into a song.
The seed grew well
and Nature blew well
and your hands were a help
and of course the Sun god
kept smiling to see 
the fruit come to 
the full shape.
It's a miracle 
that happens every day,
but no less for it!

Ask me not...

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Ask me not
my wishes
Wake me not
from fond dreams
Search me not
for dark secrets
Trust me not
to follow you
Give me your hand
and walk
the moment -
let's breathe
life and
celebrate it.

That moment....

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One moment you feel it
and the next....it's gone
How fickle is the mind
and wavering the gaze
and unsure is the organ
I wanted to catch you
and hold your hand
and whisper it
but you turned to go
and time slipped past
and words stumbled
I stood speechless
thinking of what you
would
and lost was that moment
to eternity.
It was there for me to take
and I was there for you to take
and that moment....