Ripening

Did you not compel me
with your fertile landscape
to conceive a thought
of acquiescence
That I may touch heaven
if only for an hour
as your ripening buds
surrendered to my touch
Did you not propel me
with your servile hand to nape
to embolden in need
this quickening
An action birthed
with a pregnant pause
as your seasons
unfolded before me

You did not repel me
But let me lay a while
In your delicate layers
As we blossomed together

by PIXIEANNIE & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2015

81 thoughts on “Ripening

  1. You (both) certainly accomplished your goal in one of the most beautiful presentations of (as ramexa said) love-making that I’ve read; so balanced, smooth and clear; so penetrating and stirring, too, without any contradiction. Iconic of both Passion and Beauty. . . Wonderful to wake up to this, this morning. Bravo! 🙂

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  2. Woohoo. Super fantastic awesome, Tony. I still don’t know what happened to the spacing of the lines with this. No matter what I did, it wouldn’t do as it was told. I was reading that aloud last night. Loved every minute working with you. We must do it again soon. Perhaps find a quiet place at the back of the library.

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