A Fundamental Question

the afternoon’s turned cool and gray

with cloud shadows and spring breezes

oozing over the mountains

like
 sweet honey from an over-filled jar


and 
I’m wondering

why we aren’t 
curled up with each other

on a sofa


legs entwined and heads together

like
 children whispering outlandish secrets


giggling the remaining day into night

I want to reach out and touch you

breathe in the scent of your hair

feel the rhythm of your heartbeat

as my lips rest against your temple

these aching moments of missing you

eat away at body, mind and spirit

give rise to the fundamental question:

can you come over to play tonight?

Reviews

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You have created a wonderful scene here, Rubie, with your playfully youthful words and fundamental question... 'outlandish' has always been one of my favorite words and I always tingle a little when I see it on paper... another great write.

[rubie]

Thank you so much.
Yes, that's a great word, isn't it?

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where I come from we would say" ''t'is a wickedly wonderful word" - in this case wickedly means awesome, fantastic, stupendous :)

[Lydia Shutter]

Oh to have romance the way we had it way back when. When giggling and laughing gave way to hugs and light as a feather kisses. There is strong romantic longing and reflection in this poem. If only.....does life have a rewind button? :) Lydi**

[rubie]

Yes, indeed. if only......

Love like this was absolutely intoxicating.

Thank you so much for your kind words. Much appreciated.

[~]

A very fun and jovial poem. I loved the energy within it!!!!

[rubie]

it was a fun write, yes.

thank you so much for you kind review. much appreciated!

[~]

:) welcome

[~]

colleague :):)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

a "fundamentally" sound poem that speaks of those carefree days of love and how we might get them back.

those not so innocent feelings that we became aware of...

let's play.

[rubie]

yes, let's play indeed.....

thank you for your kind review, jacob.