River Echo Heard

The echo of the river could be heard Flowing across the sand and stone Beckoning to my heart’s hope for love Mystery coloring the moon and stars With sensations of promises emerging His work calloused hands touched my skin With a gentleness that soothed my spirit Caressing my soul with truth and strength Discovered within a man who knows passion Nurtures the dreams as much as the feelings My skin has never felt so loved or adored With a sense of total abandon, he whispers Compassion across my dreams of romance Taking my mind into places it has never been Filling my thoughts with visions of inspiration Delighting my aspirations with discernments Insights into miracles that come from birthing Love and adoration for the union of souls The blending of two hearts, two hopes, two joys Who will know the breath of genuine affection He touches me in a way that feels like a song Dancing across my soul with gentle feelings Gesturing my heart to know the desire born Of secret chances, intensity and urgency that knows God sent us to each other, two who share one fantasy It is this memory that tortures me with it’s intensity Dusty Old Memories Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Constance La France July 31, 2020