Notes About The Poem

I very slightly revised and re-titled this one for the free verse contest of Laura Loo. It was inspired by the quote above it and a contest around five years ago.

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Young Love

"I closed my mouth and spoke to you in a hundred silent ways" - Rumi


You were there      and I was there.
There was no one else to interrupt our silence.
          
Closing my mouth, I inhaled deeply
the scent of your cologne.
Intoxication -  a sublime surrender to the sense - filled me
as I let my fingers trace the path my eyes had blazed
across your face,
and you reciprocated, mirroring my touch
as your lips and fingers lighted
reverently     on my cheeks, my eyes, my mouth . . .

The thrill of new love
hung deliciously 
in beauty’s hush  around us.
A hundred ways I must have touched your face
as a hundred kisses you were placing
up and down my neck and
above and beneath my ear lobes.

Silent shivers of anticipation made way  at last
for the softness of your sweet mouth  
on mine.
                                                               
Young love, so wondrous, so fresh -
you echo - silent still - 
in the caverns
of my fondest recollections

Revised Feb 25, 2020 for Lu Loo's  Free Verse On Love Poetry Contest
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Marcum Wong Avatar
March 12, 2020 at 6:37 PM
Congratulations on making her short list, Andrea, with this gorgeous romantic poem! xxoo
Ibeh Avatar
February 29, 2020 at 2:31 PM
Excellent poem, Andrea;-) I really enjoyed reading this. Congratulations on your win!
Warrior Avatar
February 29, 2020 at 6:28 AM
Congrats!! dear Andrea...beautifully expressed my friend...poetic love from the Wingster...^WW^ :o)
Barden Avatar
February 29, 2020 at 1:42 AM
I love this, Andrea, really strong in substance and phrasing and imagery, and all the little things that make a superb piece head-and-shoulders above the rest - this is my topper and I'm fave-ing. Congrats on the win, Buddy! (Soup Mail)
Chiri Avatar
February 28, 2020 at 11:34 PM
Congrats on your win!;)
Roper Avatar
February 28, 2020 at 10:03 PM
Andrea, beautiful and passionate verse. Big congratulations on your win! Hugs Eve
La France Avatar
February 28, 2020 at 9:29 PM
Andrea, your poem is lovely and congratulations on your win in Lu's contest _Constance
Cohen Avatar
February 28, 2020 at 8:54 PM
This is inspired stuff! You had me at ""You were there and I was there"
Scars Avatar
February 28, 2020 at 6:58 PM
loved this sweet Andrea. You always know what I like and write so well...thank you for always being so kind to me... thank you for your participation and congratulations on your placement
Dietrich Avatar
February 28, 2020 at 7:33 PM
Thank you so much for appreciating this one of mine.
Godwin Avatar
February 27, 2020 at 4:47 PM
Oh, my so erotic and breathtaking, ew la la, Andrea! Sensuous lines galore that render a reader a puddle of desire. It may be awhile before I can stand. Again, a poem I love. Love, CayCay
Marcum Wong Avatar
February 26, 2020 at 5:06 PM
Rumi is one of my very favorite poets Andrea. I can see how his quote inspired this beautiful poem. I am sure it will be a top winner. xxoo
Smith Avatar
February 26, 2020 at 4:38 PM
Great passion Andrea, smoldering, I likes it...
Watt Avatar
February 26, 2020 at 1:58 PM
I like how you brought in the silence as a character in this play as well as the hundred touches and kisses. The other senses (smell, touch, sight) are enhanced as silence lingers. Gorgeous free verse of amorous delight ~ John
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February 26, 2020 at 7:33 AM
Loved that Rumi quote you posted, Andrea. Surely your poem speaks in many silent ways to young love. Much enjoyed the write.
Dome Avatar
February 26, 2020 at 3:02 AM
Beautiful as always. Congrats on Best 100 love poems. Well done. X.
Cunningham Avatar
February 26, 2020 at 12:50 AM
Nothing beats it Andrea, the highs and lows all give us that life experience, some things we can have and some we can't. Tom
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February 25, 2020 at 10:52 PM
Andrea, So nice to find this poem today. They say youth is wasted on the young. But what of the young at heart? Oh those tingles that play on our heart's strings like a violin. And the heart remembers. -Richard
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February 25, 2020 at 7:29 PM
Ah to be young again... really rich with feeling Andrea
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