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She kissed him softly, leaving a pink tattoo on his cheek
There was a worn tenderness to his being
A sweet masculine aura
His greetings arrived like a whisper
Like velvet
Soothing as silk
A cool breeze that sparks your heart
They might see one another in a crowded room of familiars
and the world would still as he planted his lips quietly on her nose
They possessed an unknown affection for each other
A kinship of few words and many shared plights
They left no time for the niceties of the shallow “How are yous”
Instead the river of their words ran strong and deep
When her need for him was acute,
she would conjure a prayer to the universe
wishing for his manifestation
His presence gave solace to her soul
Life stories shared
Life stories held
Life stories with no judgement
Each on separate paths
Tending the fires of their own loves
Rejoicing in one another’s journey
Building A Life Of Hope 
very beautiful!!
AAH! Thank you my friend! 🙂
Hauntingly beautiful….
Oh I am glad you liked it Sharon! I had just a line of it scratched in my writer’s notebook waiting for a more expressive way to convey the experience.
So descriptive – love the love – well done my friend!
Thank you fellow musetress! 🙂
Thanks Charlene. 🙂 Love knows many forms.
Beautiful!!!
Thank you! 🙂