River Echo Heard
The echo of the river could be heard
Flowing across the sand and stone
Beckoning to my heart’s hope for love
Mystery coloring the moon and stars
With sensations of promises emerging
His work calloused hands touched my skin
With a gentleness that soothed my spirit
Caressing my soul with truth and strength
Discovered within a man who knows passion
Nurtures the dreams as much as the feelings
My skin has never felt so loved or adored
With a sense of total abandon, he whispers
Compassion across my dreams of romance
Taking my mind into places it has never been
Filling my thoughts with visions of inspiration
Delighting my aspirations with discernments
Insights into miracles that come from birthing
Love and adoration for the union of souls
The blending of two hearts, two hopes, two joys
Who will know the breath of genuine affection
He touches me in a way that feels like a song
Dancing across my soul with gentle feelings
Gesturing my heart to know the desire born
Of secret chances, intensity and urgency that knows
God sent us to each other, two who share one fantasy
It is this memory that tortures me with it’s intensity
Dusty Old Memories Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
July 31, 2020
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