I love a challenge. In fact, I have a hard time walking away from one. Anne-Marie, of scottishmomus, didn’t realize or intend to challenge me in her award acceptance post, In Awe but she did nonetheless. Perhaps because I’ve never written a sensual piece I needed to prove to myself that I could. Thank you for the inspiration and encouragement Anne-Marie. xo
This might be more of a “Saturday night special” than a Monday morning read but since Valentine’s Day is this week, I figured we might as well get our engines warmed up. Enjoy…my cheeks are turning red as get closer to hitting “publish”but I am remembering that this year is about overcoming fears!
Mom~stop reading now! 🙂
Where Love is Made
Is it in that very first moment when you meet, all chaos swirls still and you “just know”?
Or is it during that first playful kiss still learning who’s who and you barely know each other’s name?
Maybe it’s when you’re talking in early morning hours when everything is moving so slow,
Perhaps it’s when conversation stops, he stares into your eyes pulling you close into him,
Possibly when he’s holding you tight skin to skin and you know the moment is near,
Or is it when the tension breaks and you melt as his heat rushes your quim.
Maybe it’s when the rhythm is set and you’re thirsty for more and more,
Could it be when you never want it to end and you feel like all time has ceased?
Or is it when you’re feverish and burning with exquisite heat in your core?
Is it the moment when all thrushes in a pinnacle and glory reaches its height,
When wrapped around each other in warmth and devotion and you come back to the world,
Or instead when the passion quells and tenderness holds you tight?
Maybe it is when the years go by as they do; when you’ve hit your highest high and your lowest low,
And when your union evolves to a family and your life is as full as can be.
Or perhaps it’s that glance that can still catch your breath where chaos swirls still and you still “just know.”
39 thoughts on “Where Love is Made”
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Marvellous Kerry! Full of love. And even if your mum hasn’t to read it you definitely have to let hubby see it. Just beautiful. x
Thank you so much, means alot coming from you! I plan to show him when we go out this Friday 😉
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Overcoming fears and meeting challenges. A sensual delight. Full of love.
Make sure to show your poem to your husband… it is lovely lovely, lovely!
Thank you so much, Eszter. I plan to show him 😉
A Beautiful poem, Brilliantly written… perhaps…. great post, thanks
Thank you so much! I really appreciate the comment 🙂
Gorgeous words and imagery!
Thanks Nancy. xo
That was actually really good. Beautifully written with just the right touch of erotic using imagery instead of words!
Okay, I didn’t mean to sound surprised that it was a good poem. You write beautiful poetry, but you know I don’t like poetry, so my surprise was that I enjoyed it.
Am I just digging a bigger hole here? Ack!
Ha! No…compliment taken 🙂
Thanks Kate. I appreciate that a lot from you because don’t you read a lot of romance fiction? It was fun but a little nerve wracking putting it out there. I’ve been waiting for my “usual suspects” to chime in 😉
I read a ton of romance fiction, and yes, I can just imagine how hard that was for you to write! I really think you did a great job with it!
You did a fabulous job! I agree, just the right touch of erotic imagery. That would have been so difficult to write. I couldn’t even imagine! x
Thank you so much! Difficult to start but then flowed pretty easily. Give it shot! 😉
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I enjoyed this very much. Thank you for being brave!
Thank you for making me feel good about it! 😉
LOL. I missed your “Mom stop reading now” warning at the beginning until I read this again today. Too funny. How’s that warning working for you? 😆💖
So far so good, unless she read it despite her explicit instructions not to 🙂 haha…if she did, I think I can still look her in the eye. We are grownups afterall, but some things just keep us feeling like blushing little kids.
This is great. I might try something like this, privately, to help me process some things.
Great idea. It is a unique way to stretch things out a bit. xo
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Beautiful sentiments in the poem
Thank you. xo
I hope that is a good “wow” 😉 thanks!
Yes a very good ‘wow’! 😉
This is just beautiful Kerry, well done for being brave, writing it and sharing it with us. Thank you! x
Thank you for reading! I really appreciate your comment, makes me happy I did share.
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