Tucker Carwile Jr Poet Free verse

Your Form

Here in the shadows of the evening,
                                 light being blocked,
                             by the rooms covered windows.

                            I know your form,
                                    by touch.
                            The valleys, 
                                    the smoothness of your skin.
                            The smell from your long
                                    perfumed hair.
                             
                              I need not a picture
                                  to store away.
                              For your image is buried
                                  deep within my mnd.

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Jenny Vandepoel August 13, 2017 at 1:31 AM This poem beautifully captures authentic love for one's mate. In it, that love is not connected to looks, status, or anything else from the routine, superficial world outside the room. The poem has immediacy in several effective sensory images, and brings the reader right to an intimate place. Despite all the love poetry in the world, few attempts have managed to capture the reality of love the way this one does. I am marking it a fav. This poem is amazing.

John Rhinem May 13, 2012 at 7:17 PM Smile ˜ "A Mirror's Reflection, Of This Beautiful Woman, Whom I Love; 'Kudos * My Love, Forever;'" John!:) ˜