all about You (a simple poem of love)

Free Verse (maybe, too long for some)

~ all about You ~

~----------------------------------------------~**~---------------------------------------------~~

{to your glorious splendor}

Once upon a time,

my love for you was new …

I thought it was about

your incomparable poetic words,

your softly wavy mane,

the tender eternity

of your deeply urging eyes,

the way they sparkled,

when you smiled.

I was certain …

it was your heavenly beauty,

your irresistible sensuality,

and the way I envision you moving

like a gently bowing rose ~

dancing to light rhythms

of a Springtime breeze.

Then, our love

was finally consummated ~

when you professed your heart to me …

and I was certain it was about

the way you glowed,

how your spirit flowed inside

to touch my core.

Countless times

your ample breasts,

your warm, velvet thighs,

your satin soft lips fed my manly needs,

my hungry mouth and hands,

nurturing our love ~

assured me

this is it.

As time wore on,

I became convinced …

it was the bounty of your heart,

the ways you endured,

despite all life’s challenges,

even those presented to

shake your trust.

Still, you endured;

that, in spite of it all …

how you never shunned me.

Then, I was certain it was

your incessant resolve

and wise insight.

Through our years

of sharing things Us …

endless moments reading you,

learning your quaint, charming ways,

your tireless dedications,

nursing hearts,

tending unto your job,

 friends, and your many fans,

affectionate and loyal through it all,

setting your dreams aside.

Yes, I was positive all this

is what makes you

the treasure

you are.

Ah!

'Twas then,

just this morning

(after all these years),

still spooned warmly a’dream,

I woke, again gave blissful thanks,

wondering what your beautiful mind

is feeling, thinking about …

am I in there now

~ with you,

imagining, hoping

there are times

I am;

and, it dawned on me;

everything at last came together,

and I knew it never was, never will be

as simple as all that …

because,

you’ve never been about love,

love has always been

~ about You ~

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Richard W Jenkins 

©2022

Author's Note

Artwork courtesy of Pinterest

Honest, well-intended critique is always welcome. ✍

Reviews

[Aura]

this is so sweet, we often don't know what drew us to a person to begin with... was it their physical beauty? Was it their kindess? Their passionate heart? Or was it a combination of everything that made them truly one of a kind? I'm sure this person you are talking about in your poem is a very lucky lady, very unique as well! My favourite line is the last lines of your poem
" you’ve never been about love,
love has always been
~ about You~" , Love has always been a out that special person, they define love and what it means to love and be loved. A warm beautiful last line to end a Lovely poem! Thank you for sharing, I enjoyed the read!

[Richard🖌]

Ah, Dear Aura🌾

Your emotional depth and insightful grasp of life and love's essence, by far, surpass your years.
Such beautiful words in review, from your lovely mind and heart, speak volumes in revealing your own vast capacity for intimacy and affectionate bonding with another.

Bless you with warmest gratitude for partaking of my humble poetry with such wondrous grace … thankful hugs to You, Dear Poetess! ⁓ Richard🍂

[Aura]

The pleasure is all mine :)

[Betty Hermelee]

Ah, Richard, this is perfectly you and your adoring inspirational poetic words, showing us the love, trust, kindness of this sensual woman, who gave you all you wanted.... until you awoke one day and realized it all for herself,not for you, a real twist at the end... but I knew something nasty was going to happen, despite your excellent choice of words to this very romantic piece. well done dear Richard.
Best, B

[Richard🖌]

Good Sunday morning, Betty ☀️

Gosh, how lovely your review started, M'Dear; then, something went awry when you began interpreting at, "until you awoke one day and realized it all for herself, not for you, etc."
Hm? I may have, inadvertently, made it too ambiguous to be grasped in the way I meant it … namely, that it was she who was love, itself; not that it was she who was selfishly taking all the love.
Maybe, I'll take a look at how to better express the final line.

Thank you ever-so warmly, Dear Betty, for your ohhh-so sweet compliments … big HUG! ⁓ Richard🖌

[Betty Hermelee]

You’re very welcome, Richard!😊

[lightsong]

Ok! all was ok until those last three lines... I don't know what exactly did You do to us "your readers" but believe me You've reached something deep inside, touch and overwhelm it, have the control and power over it that only few tears can express it. That's why YOU are a MASTER as I've said countless of times, it's not all about your Master Talent, but your Master natural gift of diving, understanding, feeling and expressing not only the humans' feelings but also the spirits' feelings. a golden sparkling gem.

[Richard🖌]

Ghounwah's brand of happiness has once again blessed an olde bard! 🎶

You've always treated me so warmly, with highest regard and expressed appreciation … I've been warmed and thrilled by the delight of your words in review of my poetry so many times I'm beginning to believe it. ; )
Your compliments make me feel sooo very special … thank you ever-so warmly.
You said, "all was ok until those last three lines." Hm? I may have, inadvertently, made it too ambiguous to be grasped in the lovingly beautiful way I meant for her to be.
You think, maybe, I should take a look at how to better express that final three lines?

In-any-event, Dear Ghounwah, I love your review, "a golden sparkling gem" in itself … with my warmest, most grateful thanks!⁓ Richard🖌

[lightsong]

nothing needs to be changed, all is understood what I meant that the last three lines when it strikes us deep and touchingly. You are welcome my Syr, You deserve every appreciation and respect from me and all.

[Relic]

Wow! I didn't expect that ending at all. They say men fall in love faster and harder than women do. 'Some' women are only there for what a man can do for them financially, and what they can get from them. Sad but true.

[Richard🖌]

Hey there, Tim! : )

Thanks for dropping by for a read.
Are you sure you understood the ending? I may have, inadvertently, made it too ambiguous to be grasped in the way I meant it.
Still, what you say holds real merit.

I'll soon pay you a visit, Mr Suthern! ⁓ Richard🖌

[Relic]

Now that you mention it, I did misunderstand. My mind was somewhere else, I guess. :)

[Cherrie]

A lover's ramble. Spoken in a natural voice. Most intimate and loving. As one mate ponders the heart of another.

[Richard🖌]

Thank you, Cherrie,

For reading this loving poem and gifting the warmth of your gracious sentiments.

Smiles 'n hugs to thee! ⁓ Richard🖌