Timothy Ray Poet Romanticism

It Is That Look In Your Eyes

it is that look in your eyes
that commences mine closing
the world disappears
the aroma in your hand 
echoes the feel as your shoulder
guiding, powering the arm
the deliverance is in hand
all the senses wait for the touching
held at bay by a Percheron steadfast
angel wings whisper 
as your hand arrives on my cheek
my heart in a pyroclastic bursting
as enchantment grasps 
every atom within me
where time and space have no meaning
and in that instant when lips meet
the Percherons are in a full gallop 
in a universe gravid with an elucidation
that consumes my life
a plethora of galaxies i so adore
all of this from a social event
i had no intention of attending
where just one perchance look
from afar across the room
became the smile on Klotho's face

   OKC   4/23

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Ann Cantu May 21, 2023 at 9:03 PM Reading your verse I get the sense of life as a poem, or a series, or a collection of series. Is poetry a reflection, or does each moment present vast possibility for art? I can envision your poems as beautiful paintings. Timothy Ray May 21, 2023 at 9:15 PM i don't think we ever talked about it but i did a lot of research on the subject of soul mates. some of my poems crawl out of that research, however, this one is mostly mine...i will email more...i have quite the profile on them, they are not your average, i am not saying the term soul mate connot apply to only them...but the characteristics are solely theirs...sometimes i have accused myself of voyeurism...it all started on Youtube and romantic songs...getting replies grew to counselor websites...i will explain more in an email

Valsa George May 20, 2023 at 3:25 AM Your love poems are so intensely passionate ! I have always enjoyed them. Her presence is an intoxication to you and you wait for her caressing touch. Lovely penning dear Timothy ! Timothy Ray May 20, 2023 at 3:49 AM thank you Valsa

Susan Lawrence May 19, 2023 at 9:55 AM All the senses wait for the touching …. Yes so very true . The skin beckons …the hands , the lips , the connection of flesh, heart and soul! Percheron’s at a full gallop ! Wonderful passion you paint dear Timothy . I learned some new words while reading . Love your final line . Hugs to you always, Susan :) Timothy Ray May 19, 2023 at 5:01 PM thank you Susan....in my corner of this world you are one of the rare ones....a deep admiration for a colleague and a very talented romantic...i am still waiting for your novel young lady....

Gary Radice May 18, 2023 at 2:41 AM A new love Timothy? Or just love? I say 'just' but your poem places so much power behind the emotion.The galloping horses imagery is brilliant. I note Greek mythology too: The thread of life is certainly spun in your work here. Just my take. Cheers - Gary Timothy Ray May 21, 2023 at 8:33 AM actually Gary this is a remembrance....one that never leaves...and altho that novel ended....she is still very much with me, not only in memory but in life...for decades i never missed her birthday with a card...my recent move...she talked to realtors, secured me an apartment, had an insurance agent call me, set me up with new health plan, acquired paperwork from 2 doctors very close, potted plants in new apartment, oh, i can see the bus stop out my window, ya know in case i can't drive,and she lives 2.1 miles away....now Gary about those birthday cards... when your back is against the wall they are shoulder to shoulder and hand in hand next to you... Timothy Ray May 19, 2023 at 5:05 PM currently i am in Oregon and my dear friend cares for me...and my family is here....