The Daily Post from WordPress yesterday had a suggestion that I thought might inspire me, so I let the idea mature and grow as I worked. The Phrase was “Out of Reach“, and although the main idea was about a toy or thing you always wanted, they did seem to allow for Photographers, Artists and Poets to express “Desire”, so this is my offering.
Her dark tresses framed a smiling face,
Slender fingers upon a silken cheek
Lips curved into an alluring smile,
Piercing eyes that made me weak.
Her hair blew with the gentle wind
A slender neck to be revealed,
Shoulders never to be leaned upon;
From my lips, nothing, they’re sealed.
Her voice strong, but lyrical,
And every word, every note resounded
Upon my heart, not through the ear;
In my heart, hope did abound.
I longed to speak, nay, to look upon her
But I had lost the art of speech
I knew within my heart, my longing heart,
This Aphrodite would always be out of reach.
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