I don't know. This conjures up an image of a pompous chauvinistic @$$hole who thinks with his dick. Don't get me wrong, your words are beautiful as always, and there's nothing wrong with the poem. But the fact that that guy had 'less trouble finding naked skin' than he did the girl, well, that's more lust than love.
Amy, I always enjoy the simple way you pull so much out of imagery. I have to laugh at this just because their favorite way of finding things in the dark is touch and feel. I've midded stopping by. I'll have to make a point to do it more often. jan
ah, it's amazing how they can find it all in the dark, isn't it? well, some of them! some need a goshdarn map. and an invitation written in gold. duh. this is really a beautiful poem and I don't mean to make fun of it. I was just making fun of men. I had a rather bad experience with one today in my capstone class. and he's more a child than a man, so I should not even upset myself over it. he said he wouldn't publish my poem if he were an editor, which of course, he isn't; he's just some pompous chauvanistic jerk who I don't know how got into our class. he's one of those who thinks less of women just because they're women and that they don't have a right to speak, especially when he's speaking. gosh, I better not get started! I loved your poem though. it's beautiful as all of your poems.
I really liked the different adjectives you used in this. "black satin" "encrusted with rhinestones" "honeyed in the dew". :) I like the idea of wearing a black dress in the dark of night. Cute little spin off because they you turn around and say that he didn't have any trouble finding your white skin! LoL :) Really cute. Take care sweetie. Good job. Hugs!
typical of you. brief, well written, full of beautiful images. well done again. i have to say that the word "encrusted" seemed out of place to me. it just didn't seem to fit with the feel of the poem...seemed like a scab on a fair skin...maybe you were going for that contrast though.
What a sweet sensual verse. Short but so explicit in a innocent way. I always find your work to be so well thought out and presented in such a beautiful light. And to imagine your lovers honeyed skin under the moons glow is... well it's a special thought and I liked it alot. Thanks for a nice early morning read. Dan
I would like to think my honey wants to braille my skin instead of see me in rhinestones. I think if we were the "fake gem" kind of people we would never have written all those love poems. And no, my soul isn't going to get happy about anyone's gems, but the moon, she makes us crazy with love.
I see this sweet note from Paul and I'm cracking up. I saw your journal, love, I hope you are better. I think of you often sweetness. much love, Nan