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FATHOM HER DEEPEST DESIRES fill her choice
PROVIDE HER WHIMS you watch her rejoice
TREASURE HER BOSOM hear a soothing voice
HER SENTIMENTS by far from her actions
HER COMICAL GESTURES craving passion
HER SILENCE impending confrontation
TWENTY- EIGHT DAYS of moods in a row
FIVE DAYS WITHOUT A QUESTION one must bow
FOURTEEN DAYS TENDER LOVE she will bestow
PASSION filled in a shiny tender flask
LOVE OFFERED WILLINGLY you need not ask
FLOOD OF LOVE AND SENSATION one will bask
UNHESITANT TOUCH so soft so tender
IN ONE EMBRACE there will be no gender
ONLY ONE LOVE seemingly forever
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I agree with Kathy whose critiques I am coming to respect deeply. She chose the same line that jumped out at me. I had also counted three poems. Three has been jumping out at me today however...
the final line has a melancholic beauty to it. 'seemingly forever' offers a tribute the knowledge that the future cannot be guessed. We cannot be certain of forever, but we can be certain of 'Now'
The only line I didn't understand was "PASSION filled in a shiny tender flask"
Favorite line "in one embrace there wil be no gender" is bold and works as half in caps beautifully. I see there are three poems here: the all caps, the lowercase, and the whole.
Perhaps due to my age (at the brink of menapause I'm told) and hormones I am reading also a sensitivity to cycles. I like that this is there without apology or charge.
