I Want To Be

I Want To Be

A Poem by Lydia Shutter
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The first Friday Night Write in a long time......

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Artwork by Monica Gomes

courtesy of “Smogartist” at etsy.com





I want to be…..

the cologne evaporating on your chest
as the air conditioner swirls over your skin
after a shower

the merlot tickling your tongue
as a vapor trail of crystal beads slips down your goblet
to kiss your hand

the sweetly sensual thought making you smile
sating your every hunger
in the middle of a routine day

a droplet of nourishment for your soul
the soothing sensation for which you search
when the world is too rough

the tune you hum to yourself
without even thinking about it
loving how it makes you feel

I want to be yours

© 2014 Lydia Shutter


Author's Note

Lydia Shutter
A special thank you to two of my friends, Jim and Pat, who urged me to post a Friday night write.

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Their are people in my life who do this for me... Just thinking about them is as real as if I actually were sipping the wine. It is heavenly and I feel it indicates a mental maturity to be satisfied in this experience of the mind. Of course I'm not ready to turn away the flesh at t his point either. Ha.
This is a good desire to have however Lydi. To be the joy in another person's day or life is a blessing beyond receiving our own dreams for ourselves.
Lovely poetry from a lovely poet!

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

10 Years Ago

David, your reviews make me stand a little taller and smile a little more. Thank you so much. Have.. read more
 David Scott

10 Years Ago

Well now I am standing taller, or at least sitting up straighter. :)
Thank you for being who .. read more
Lydia Shutter

10 Years Ago

:) have a good day, David!



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Great romantic poem with excellent imagery. Good one Lydia

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

10 Years Ago

Thank you very much. Lydi**
Ahh..to be so deeply...so intimately connected to another....a yearning so lusciously beautiful, as only you could have described it, Lydi. Each stanza has a charm of its own...i could quote each and every word here..an absolutely stellar Friday night write, my friend.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

10 Years Ago

Sanober, I am always so pleased when you stop by to read my words. Thank you very much. Hope all i.. read more
"the tune you hum to yourself
without even thinking about it
loving how it makes you feel

I want to be yours"

Wow, Lydia! You gave me romantic shivers! I love this. So soft, sweet, so "hmmmm".

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

10 Years Ago

Thank you for this wonderful review, my sweet friend.
Very beautiful poem. Well written, great job!

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

10 Years Ago

Thank you very much. Lydi**
Oh my...this is exactly what a woman wants to be to a man. Sumptuos words Lydi and that drawing is fantastic. Lovely read for a Sunday morning..;-)

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

10 Years Ago

Thanks so much for stopping by! lydi**
Oh how I've missed your elegant poetry Lydikey....you've made up for your absence with this one, although it's still too cold for air conditioning in joisey...

a droplet of nourishment for your soul
the soothing sensation for which you search
when the world is too rough

All sensual and stirring thoughts, I like that stanza the best...nourish my soul, yep!

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

10 Years Ago

For sure too cold in Jersey. Just paid the gas bill for Toms River...even with no one living there,.. read more
Whoa...You are tuned to romance with one influencing the other. You speak it and it echoes beauty in nature. Even the stones of the rivers are softened with its natural flow...

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

10 Years Ago

Such a lovely review, Sami. thank you very much. Lydi**
Sami Khalil

10 Years Ago

You are welcome muchly...:)...............
And I want to surrender my all
my body and my soul
Every Friday evening
I am his queen and he's my king...


You always have a unique Friday recipe, Lydi. Thanks for the share. =)


Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

10 Years Ago

Dh, I appreciate your kind review. Thank you. Lydi**
Dhaye

10 Years Ago

You're welcome. =)
Hooray! Lydi's back again with another beautiful love poem. I love your imagery, as usual it's extremely sensual and appealing. Write on!

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

10 Years Ago

Thank you very much, Joyce. I so appreciate your reviews. lydi**
thanks Jim and Pat for twisting Lydi's arm (just a little bit). Lydi, good thing it's Saturday, cause I would have melted into Friday if I had read your poem last night. enjoyed thinking about how you developed this poem from the first line " the cologne evaporating on your chest..." everyday things that you notice when you are in love with someone and they turn your world, make it a special place to live... If you want Lydi you can definitely add me in with Jim and Pam urging you for Friday night writes from you. And did I mention just how soft and "nice" this poem is??? well consider it done!! ~~redzone

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

10 Years Ago

Curt, your reviews are always very special to me. Glad you did not read this one on Friday night..... read more

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Added on March 7, 2014
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Tags: Friday, Sensual, Love, Passion, Desire


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