The Strangeness of Love

I think I would like

To sleep with you

What do you think of that

Does it make you happy

Is your pulse doing a happy dance

As I move closer

Touching you for the first time

In the dusk light

Fingers explore with

Wonder and delight

Feeling the pattern of your

Pulse – beat by beat

I like your body, I like what it does

In the tangle of our bodies

Your mouth tender – your

Tongue tells me slow stories

Upon my skin

Here we lie – reckless

Ride into the stars

In the strangeness of love

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Reality and I have quarrelled. This is where I go so he can't find me, my Other Place. Here I can spin my Fancies and Fiction, as I wander among the Stars and listen as they whisper their secret to the moon. My name is Annie, I am lovely and lonely and I belong deeply to myself. I love cats, listening to the blues, the mountains more than the beach, being lazy, writing my fancies and fiction and I also love to crochet. That's me and this is my Other Place.

10 thoughts on “The Strangeness of Love

  1. New doors open and places to touch. These are the days we cannot forget. The poem told a story of finding peace and joy. A good place to be. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.

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