The flower offered of itself, And eloquently spoke
Of Gods, In languages of rainbows
Perfumes, And secret silence…
~Phillip Pulfrey, from Love, Abstraction and other Speculations~
Wildflowers bloom and perfume a sunny afternoon.
Picnic blanket spread over freshly mowed grass.
Lovers lie next to each other.
A ring of flowers adorns her hair.
He reaches for her, touches her cheek.
She rolls over, kisses his lips.
Passion awakens with each caress.
They make love by the garden he planted in her name.
He climaxes into her, and relaxes.
She drapes a purple bloom around his ear and chortles.
He kisses her breast, looks at her and grins.
There is a spirit in her eyes, the likes of which he’s never known.
He doesn’t ever want to stop touching her.
Without a word, she promises he never has to.
Sigh… all things considered, I’d rather be there than here. Very lovely, darling.
Thanks my sweet. It sounds like a lovely place to be doesn’t it?
Me too! What a lovely poem.
Bisous,
Dawn
Thanks sweetheart.
Bisou,
Renee
just read your “about” section…45 and ridiculous? who said that? no way are you ridiculous, ma’am…in fact, you look like the picture of health and beauty..take it from me!
Why thank you. I ‘like’ being ridiculous my dear. I love your photos. They inspire me to writes stories. Sometimes….. Thanks for saying I look healthy and beautiful…
..i’d add that those comments i made, i didnt make in jest either..! carry on the good work you are obviously doing…
Thank you again. Why not send me the link to one of your favorite photos. Maybe I can weave you a tale….
..ok…im taking you up on that one! here’s the link for you……………………
http://filmcamera999.files.wordpress.com/2013/06/84da5-miroslav-tichy-artists_32_29.jpg?w=250&h=393
How did you know faces are my favorite? Who is she?
hehe!
it was just an interesting shot….i didnt know faces were your forte..!
no idea who she was…but her photo was taken by Morislav Tichy, the guy I just did an article about today…love to see what you come up with…..
My mind is already spinning. Can’t wait to get home and write. Thank you for the photo.
Here’s the poem. Wonder if I got her story right?
http://rendezvouswithrenee.com/2013/06/17/face/
wonderful…..an understatement of course….!
Thank you so much. I was honored to write for you.
Your wonderful verse makes it sound so idyllic….
Thanks honey. I try. If only it were that easy….
This is lovely!!!
Thanks sweetheart, I thought so too.
Beautiful words and a lovely photo. Wish I were there soaking up the peace and beauty of the garden as well.
Me too honey. Me too. Maybe someday, I will. Between you and me, he did plant that garden for me. Giggle.
Hmm, love and loving sounds so much better when I read what you write about it.
Scott
I am a sappy romance writer. Who knew??? Giggle, snort!
Still liked it.
Thanks love.
This was really sexy and sweet at the same time.
Thanks Love. It’s kinda what I was going for. 🙂