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Her Eyes, Like Fireflies

The concert had been perfect ...

Chaka and Al Jarreau on the grass at Foxwoods
     A dry and warm July evening
Sleepy full moon peeking up over the horizon
     (As if checking to make sure the jealous sun had set)

     Then rising ever-so-cautiously
Like a gold doubloon tossed in slow-motion
     We drove to Prospect Park and climbed the hill with a blanket
Laying it out when we reached the top

Then sitting down to watch the lights of Boston
     There was a tangible magic in the air
One of those nights when something grand speaks to your deepest being
     Telling you that for this rare and precious moment

     (A moment that could stretch to forever)
All was right in the Universe, and nothing would or could go wrong
     Thirty years ago, yet I remember every detail
The way her fingers filled the spaces in mine as we ran up the hill

The scent of her Je Reviens perfume
     Mixing with the aroma of newly-mown grass
The exquisite silkiness of her tan Taiwanese skin
     Her raven hair hanging around her face like a dark halo

     Spicy, luscious chili pepper lips tugging mine
Quiet but intense little sighs of pleasure and encouragement
     And her eyes ... oh her eyes, like cool-and-glassy mountain pools at night
The distant lights of the city shimmering softly within

Swimming in the dreamy depths of her gaze
     Like the fireflies that swam in the air around us
Telling me all I needed to know, all the things her body spoke to me
     The soul-deep-and-sexy things that my body answered ...

     Sweet ... vulnerable ... delirious.






~ 1st Place ~  in the "Completely Your Choice (33) Any Theme, Any Form" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.

~ 1st Place ~  in the "Verses Of Metaphors II" Poetry Contest, Laura Loo, Judge & Sponsor.
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Dietrich Avatar
October 28, 2020 at 7:07 AM
such a sensuous poem filled with imagery of things felt all around you. but mostly, just HER. Things we never forget! Wonderful number one winner, Greg. Congratulations.
Watt Avatar
October 27, 2020 at 11:00 AM
Bard, the careful weaving of details into the tapestry of this romantic write makes it so real. Congrats on another fine win, my friend ~ John
Gauthier Avatar
October 7, 2018 at 8:58 PM
Marvelous magical reminiscings, Gregory. Congrats on your top win.
Barden Avatar
October 7, 2018 at 9:18 PM
Thank you so very much, Line - I appreciate it!
Faulkner Avatar
October 2, 2018 at 2:49 PM
Seductive and romantic, really like 'her fingers filled the spaces in mine'-
Barden Avatar
October 5, 2018 at 11:47 PM
Thank you so very much, Michelle - I'm so pleased that you enjoyed it! :-) <3
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