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Bedtime stories for lovers ......a poem

Updated on July 29, 2013

Every time a hand reaches to touch
it all begins
way before love
like a river
One rivulet ...a stream ...the headwaters to a
mighty ocean bound
river
One small contact
one touch
hardly noticed
a friend
a lover
a chance encounter
between children
or adults
between secrets
and desires
Of needs
and sins
One small stream dropping over rocks
swirling into eddy's
wetting the surrounding areas
To become a stream of
pleasure
Finally recognizable
as a river when
it becomes too
powerful to stop
I have seen this river move
fields of ice
And crystals of
magic
And car sized boulders
It shifts and moves
entire lives
until they become
one
One small
touch that begins a flow
until they become one
river
And it becomes
a love






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      cleaner3 3 years ago from Pueblo, Colorado

      like this Ed.. I just went through a geology class and so now I know rocks ..! LOL

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 3 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      One small touch can convey so much. Lovely poem.

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      Martin Kloess 3 years ago from San Francisco

      Hot... really hot. thank you

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 3 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      Sigh I love your bedtime stories. Tell me more. Hugs. Passing this on.

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      Karen Silverman 3 years ago

      oh, Cowboy - this 'touched' me deeply! A ripple can turn into a wave can turn into a tidal wave of love..

      xx

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      Beth37 3 years ago

      It's amazing isn't it Ed?

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      ahorseback 3 years ago

      Yes Beth !........:-}

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