Beatitudes Bay
Posted: August 27, 2015 Filed under: Words In Imaginary Motion 6 Commentseveryone had left, so it was just us…
first, we just sat on the couch
sipping fresh punch
intimate conversations and such…
confessions about
feelings that had developed over the months
which led to flirtations, a tease, a touch…
and all the excitement about us
you’d think we were Johnson and Masters
after a few hours… sex flush
then a prolonged plateau phase
which kept our heart rates up until coitus interruptus
thereafter we snuggled up until sunrise…
and it was a most beautiful day
in Beatitudes Bay
© Heath Muchena, 2015
So the woman, hardly scorned, is in sync with your own “Be” attitude.
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I love the rhyming in this. It’s tucked in the lines and subtle. Lovely poetry.
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Reblogged this on Essence of Pride, Inc. and commented:
A sweet poem for the soul.
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glad you picked up on it… thank you love, much appreciated 🙂
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thank you dear 🙂
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Definitely a beautiful day!
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