Monday, September 17, 2007

THE GIFT OF FAITHFULNESS

I love the taste of your skin – warm, a bit salty and always the sweetness of pulled taffy.
I smell the warm taffy and I want to take a cooking class with you.
A candied dessert would be perfect.

I love the way your hair curls at the nape of your neck
drawing me to the smell that I love of you fresh from a shower
before you splash yourself with aftershave.

The world doesn’t exist when we tuck into the corners
of our sofa - talking, sharing silences,
lingering over our coffee and tea.

I love it when you surprise me with a tender, unexpected touch;
your voice whispering like some 19C woodsman -

slow, thoughtful, slightly nasal;
your eyes the memory of some ancestral Welchman come to life.

I curl into you,
folding my hand into yours and I go to sleep
lulled by the sound of your breath.


You make me feel safe;
I finally believe that you will never disappoint me,
never betray me.


27 comments:

nonizamboni said...

Wow, this is lovely. Some really breathtaking images too. Thanks for sharing your gifts.

Julie Marie said...

That's some love poem! So many are terribly generic but yours has such specific examples that they bring the poem to life.

Julie

Rob Kistner said...

What a remarkably honest and engaging piece -- love alive and flowing! Excellent... ;)

Beaman said...

A wonderful poem with exceptional tenderness and beauty.

gautami tripathy said...

Best gift of all..the gift of love....

Jo said...

I recognise so much of this. I enjoyed it very much.

AnnieElf said...
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paris parfait said...

Such a touching and personal rendition of love.

Anonymous said...

WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THANK YOU!

DHLOL

tumblewords said...

Ahhh. Lovely gift - to give and receive.

keith hillman said...

What a 'cosy' poem! Almost makes me wish I wasn't single - but not quite!

Gillian @ Indigo Blue said...

Hello Gawpo's friend Annie of Turlock, well written piece of delicious love induced poetry.
xo
Blue

Jessica said...

What a lovely poem! I love the intimacy and specificity of the imagery.

...deb said...

Romantic but not soft and fuzzy. I really like that. Tell me, though, what is a "19C woodsman"? Shorthand for nineteenth-century?

Bimbimbie said...

Hello Annie - catching up with you, I can tell the workshop has woven it's spell smiles *!*

Lea said...

Just beautiful... I love the line, "curling into you" oh to have this kind of intimacy is one of the most precious gifts of all... Thank you AnnieElf...

Naturegirl said...

Sigh love is in the air with you I see..lovely words just so romantic..

I have not come down from ~my romantic dance!~ hugs NG

tinker said...

I chose the gift of love as well - but yours! Oh, it is sung so tenderly and sweet. Just beautiful.

stephanie said...

Wow...really speaks to an honest, heartfelt love.

Mary Timme said...

beautiful!

Steve said...

Invigorating to read, it breathes life.

Susie said...

What a beautiful and moving love poem for the one you obviously adore..
xo

Tammy said...

Your poetry is blooming and a treat to read.

Good luck with Jenny. :)

XXOO

Ashley Lyn said...

A joy to read! The gentleness of the love in this poem is almost palpable. I especially like that you express a the tenderness of love rather than just the passion as so many romantic poems do. Thank you for these delicious words.

tongue in cheek said...

Beautiful love.

Rae Trigg said...

Your poem is wonderful. Its images remind me of what my husband and I share - thank you.

Patti said...

So well expressed. This is the true love I have with my husband too. Ahh yes, a gift!