IntimacyA Poem by Jonathan OstermanThose small moments where time delays, and you're able to witness her true beauty.Your voice fades and before I’m aware my uncontrolled desire dwells off, like flowing grain fields taken over by the ascending morning sun. That same sun with its serene rays of light shining through the thick forest ceiling breaking on your silky skin, bringing forth a tender glint on your hazel eyes, and feeding the colourful petals of the jasmine tangling in your cinnamon brown hair. Enabling me to awe the all-embracing silence of your presence and offering me intimacy in its purest and brightest form. © 2017 Jonathan OstermanReviews
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3 Reviews Added on March 22, 2017 Last Updated on March 22, 2017 AuthorJonathan OstermanNetherlandsAboutPeople don't want their lives fixed. Nobody wants their problems solved. Their dramas Their distractions Their stories resolved Their messes cleaned up. Because what would they have left? Just .. more..Writing
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