Your Hands

Your Hands

A Poem by Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm
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If not for the murmurs of sweet memories evoked when my eyes are caressing your hands

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Sighs of great bliss emanate from all of my senses

At the very sight of your hands
Sweet murmurs of memories evoked in a passion
Mesmerizing in haunting command

I am quieted of motion, stopped in existent time
Thrilled to my core of being
With memories of spaces and faraway places
Your hands take my spirit a fleeing

Strength emits from the coursing of lifeblood
Pulsing within your clasp
Holding my heart in suspended anticipation
Inviting the fire of your grasp

My attention is gravitated by the fire in your eyes
A flame, perhaps I could withstand
If not for the murmurs of sweet memories evoked
When my eyes are caressing your hands

© 2011 Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm


Author's Note

Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm
The poem that goes along with the cover of my book, Hand Of the Muse.......this one is very special to me.

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My attention is gravitated by the fire in your eyes
A flame, perhaps I could withstand
If not for the murmurs of sweet memories evoked
When my eyes are caressing your hands


i love this lines they are so good and describes passion and love it just so sweet !!:)

Posted 13 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.




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Wonderful poem. And brilliant rhymes. Loved it! :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Such a deeply sesnual poem... breathing love

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is a beautiful poem.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Love this Neva, The murmurs of sweet memories evoked...So many can relate, yet your essence is captured well in this piece.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Quite special this should be, Neva.

"Holding my heart in suspended anticipation"

Such a beautiful yet eager tenderness in this thought,
preceded and followed by other insights brought to life
from your caring pen, your loving heart.

You are the glowing embers in a comforting hearth,
Set ablaze by the murmuring draft of
Caressed anticipation, freed to rise
By caring hands from the core of your soul
To the corners of the earth.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

My hands used to get so rough from work; their finger prints would worn off. This piece reminds me of when love used to complain about my hands, as she held them in the embrace of tenderness. Deep down I think she was proud of the hard work my hands adorned in their imperfections, and that’s what I get from this piece…

Great Write Neva!
RLG,
Tommy


Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

There is some very deep, very profound love in this. Even though you don't say so in your author's note above, I can sense its presence within your words. In everything, in every lyrical description, I can feel its potency and its strength there. This has to be one of my favorites from you.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

this is velvet~ pure and true~the scene is silk stroking the breadth of the mind~

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

so sweet, so sensual and so full of love...excellent.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I need to be quicker, they all say what I want to say..... my hands have chocolate on them :P

Once again a wonderous write my dear friend

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Hello, I am Neva, 4i, from Atlanta, Georgia. My latest book and videos: My latest book - Mailing Letters to the Moon rm_f1st('6','182','true','false','000000','av2j3.. more..

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