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The New Lover

The New Lover

 

It’s that sense of

rediscovery

of senses long

forgotten, tossed

to the harsh wind.

 

It’s remembrance

that you are still

beautiful, that

you inspire

deep desire.

 

It’s the body

remembering

that nerves can feel

more than old aches,

more than old pain.

 

It’s secret smiles.

It’s a gentle

kiss on the lips,

curling of toes,

a warm embrace.

 

Sometimes scary,

but just because

you’d forgotten

what it’s like to

be so adored.

 

Mostly thrilling,

only because

you’d forgotten

what it’s like to

be so adored.

 

 

Karin Dickinson

1-17-12

Open Form

 

 

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Categories: Poetry
  1. January 17, 2012 at 9:48 pm

    That feeling of being adored is priceless and heals a world of woes. I’m glad you’re having it. Love you so!

  2. January 20, 2012 at 5:53 pm

    Your way with words never ceases to amaze me Karin. You have a beautiful way of expressing yourself, I’ve always admired that.

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