LOVE'S WHIMSEY
A Poem by C. M. Miller
Is there time to consider . . .
Are you that pleasant unknown?
Are you one of Frost’s roads
less traveled?
I mean to say, would babbling brooks
cease to babble were I to run my fingers
through the silky seduction of your hair?
Would birds in the sky
quit birding were I to think about
kissing the small of your back?
Will butterflies quit buttering only because
I want to explore the treasures of you with
my questioning hands?
Will clocks quit clocking (oh, I do hope so!)
were you to surrender yourself to my touch?
Pondered questions do not
guarantee answers, pondered . . .
Consider time then . . .
like a grain of salt in the ocean.
Copyright ©
C. M. Miller
© 2007 C. M. Miller
© 2008 C. M. Miller
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"Would birds in the sky
quit birding were I to think about
kissing the small of your back?"
What a poetic delight this was to read, Charles! The small of a woman's back has always been my favorite erogenous zone, in a poem...and otherwise!
This is required reading, over and over again!
My best,
Kelly
Posted 16 Years Ago
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