29 July 2011

something...understood...

something that grows over hours of time
learning the limits, creating a rhyme
a rhythm, a pace that only two know
it's bliss, it's pleasure, it's smiles that show...
...laughingest..
something that changes as each one learns
what are the questions, and taking turns
a touch, a laugh, a song to share
it's gripping, it's silly, it's coming to care...
...scenting...
something that builds in the hours of dawn
knowing the answers, still going on
a whisper, a secret, a girl dressed in white
it's tender, it's struggle, it moves the night...
...perfectest place...
something that strengthens the more you know
learning the wants, where the needs go
a friendship, a promise, acceptance of each
it's filling, it's thrilling, it's worth the reach...
...dancing...
something to bask in from morning to night
teasing the way, and getting it right
a hand, a word, a trail to make
it's teasing, it's pleasing, a gift to take...

..ungh...   

4 comments:

  1. Beautifully written.....

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  2. Love it all, Emily, especially:
    "a hand, a word, a trail to make
    it's teasing, it's pleasing, a gift to take..."
    --Sire

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