The Lovely Encounter

if you could only see what
i have seen as i try to write these lines

how many times have i told you
about seeing love and then
writing about it?

love is not just an idea
there is flesh, younger flesh on strong bones
there is that softness of the hair
the scent of magnolias
there is this sound of the sea breeze

there is color like the yellowness of the fabric
that covers desire
there is this taste of a little salt from the sea
the sweetness of cherry
and the flavor of rum and
the sound of a hum

if you could only see what i see and feel and taste and touch
what i have here beside me

i know you

shall forget writing these lines
... you shall write everything about all these
after.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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