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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #1687972
Is it possible for strangers to fall in love?
Can strangers fall in lust at first

to rise in love

too soon,  unknown,  unseen too late

to reminisce on possibilities,

or do they strain to pleasure take

defying laws of gravity

to fall upon the higher plane

to lie where lovers lie in vain?



I have been fateful touched

not by some wispy angels’ wings

nor halos of dear saints long-dead,

nor by strange spirits – ghosts gone by,

soft whispers breathing promises

with voice resplendent, sonorous, unique

replete with honey-petalled syllables

suggesting sweet encounters, joie de vivre

where wild winsome bodies wanton seek

elation – fond anticipation of euphoric ecstasy.



Alas, my eyes have not yet set themselves

upon her velvet flesh nor flaxen hair

nor touched her waxen lips with silent kisses

except by words that touch her proverbial heart

to bring our disparate worlds apart

before they conflagrate as one

in an unending sphere of flaming passion

singeing first the outer shell

then deep within to the heart of the matter,

her own erotic soul.



Long vacant gaps fill hours deep with consternation,

lo, fully filled with folly, doubt

that what deeply still alive within

can burst its seams to fly without

tight bonds to chain one dearly loved

from hence becoming  lost

lone one without desire,

one flame erupting from a single spark,

one flicker of her willingness

to burn within the hearth

of his unharnessed love afire.



“That love again,” he wonders

at this tsunami flood of urgency

crunching  in his aching loins

while she awaits expectantly for nothing new.





“That love again.” she mutters

at his avalanche of overtures

that craved her mind and soul

while he awaits the nod: “What shall I do?”



Her body? Was it available to him?

His body? Would she debase it on a whim?



For neither was this paramount at all,

for minds must mesh with all their differences

with laughter, tears of joy, and sadness, too,

to see how much they care

before their want becomes they do.



The morning call of dulcimer to Dolce meet

refrains as morning birds and turtle doves

chirp lovingly like sunburst’s heat

to make two strangers into eternal loves.

Lorenzo 2009

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