Would you follow me to the ends of the earth? Not solely for your pant and my skirt. It's not like I don't consider it important. But, that should never be our only tangent. Could you gaze into my eyes? And not see the hotness of spice. But dilated pupils And blushing dimples. Can you see any more? Than what my skin shows? Can you look into my heart? Beyond the external packaging parts. Do you see the passion in my soul? Yes, my body craves you to be whole. But, do you see the intensity? Beyond lust, it's complexity. Yes, my body yearns to be intertwined. And make smooth love to your heart and mind. It's not about the zipper. It's about entering the soul's enclosure. To be vulnerable and strip naked. In the buff, away from the world - isolated. An exclusive union, just an amalgamation. A semblance of a balanced equation. Can it be more than pants and skirts? And all that the body hungers and thirsts. It has to be a safe space. Where genuine interest I can taste. Would you follow me to the ends of the earth? Not solely for your pant and my skirt. It's not like I don't consider it important. But, that should never be the only tangent. -RUELHA www.ruelha.com © Copyright Protected. All Rights Reserved
This poem is purely literary. Please read it with an open mind and out of respect for the written word. To me, writing is my life. There is nothing I love more. I have a very creative imagination. I have always written from my heart …about topics that I am passionate about – Christianity, makeup, melancholic poetry, food, romance, women’s issues, soulful music, narratives etc. Given the circumstances, my gender, situation, geography etc, I feel the need to put up a disclaimer everytime I write a romantic piece. Everyone is entitled to an opinion. But, please don’t interpret this poem in a way it was not intended. That is just my humble request.
Some of my writings may contain material unsuitable for children.
I wrote and completed this poem in the first week of Feb. But, for some reason, I never found the time to publish it ….until now. Phew, I have to start cleaning my drafts now. Got 350 poems to publish yet still ! Image source and credits:love.allwomentalk.com
beautiful poem of wanting the true essence of love at is’s very best! ❤️
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Doesn’t everyone desire this same thing at the end of the say….
The true essence of love….
🎀💗🎀💗🎀💗🎀Cindy 🎀💗🎀💗🎀💗🎀💗🎀💗🎀💗I hope you’re having a beautifully and bubbly day today 💗💗💗
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YESSSSSS indeed it’s so true~!
Off for a bubbly beautiful day and you too!💖💖💖💖
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Thank you Cindyyyyyyyy
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Always! 💖💖💖
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But for skirt chasers everything else is tangential to the triangle they seek.
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Reminds me of my recent poem ‘Martian Talk’ where I’ve listed those three….phew. what would you consider as guardians of this triangle you speak of, Tim? Share some of your wisdom….I’d really like your insights….🙏🏼🤓
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You write with great energy! Congratulations to your talent!💗
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Thank you so much Vgeorg.
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On The Autism Spectrum i Really Had A Hard
Time Tying my Shoes Forget About Speaking
Until Four And Oh Lord in First Grade i still
Was Having
Problems
Figuring
Out That Thing
On The Front
of My Pants The Zipper
Nope This Isn’t Much of
A Problem for me to Forget
True This Is Why 98 Percent
of My Love Is Spent Looking in Soul
Benefit of Not Being Able to Figure Out
How to Use a Zipper in 1st Grade Odd
Soul
i Am Still
Just Naive
And Sticky Sweet
It’s Really Amazing
i Even Learned to ‘Bake A Cake’
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wow, bake a cake you say, Fred? i need a slice please.
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SMiles Rue Hehe First i’ll
Have to Talk Katrina into
Letting me Back in HER
Kitchen You
Just Wouldn’t Believe
How Out of Practice i
Am Baking Cakes Secondly
Considering The Culinary
Expertise You Relate Here
In Skills My Slice of Cake
Would Likely Shy Away
In Shame For What
You Could Surely
Whip Up With Ease Hehe 🍰
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What can I say….no more baking for me for a while now ….😅
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Baked Emoji’s
Will Have to Do😛
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Hahahahhahahahha
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🧁 Hi
Cup Cake🎶
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Beautiful poem as always, to have someone love you unconditional is wonderful and to truly see you for who you are inside and out.
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Absolutely, Eileen. Human beings are constantly seeking tangible things, mental euphoric highs, states of mind in search of that unconditional love. Seldom are they ever successful. But, we are programmed to seek and desire this feeling to belong to someone and possess someone.
Ah, I have a poem in my head already…..my reply to you has just inspired me to cook up something new. Thanks Eileen 🙂
Loveeeeeeeeeee
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I look forward to reading it 😃❤️❤️
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🙂 🙂 🙂
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The poet yearns for an intense union of the souls, that is beyond the worldly pleasures. “Look into my heart…, see the passion in my soul….,make love to your heart and mind.. are beautiful and express this idea. The tangential relation only is desired with pupils,dimples,skin etc. Beautiful poem not only to read and reread but to ponder on. The aa,bb rhyme scheme is effective too. Isn’t it ‘pants'( not pant) ?
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Yes absolutely……beyond worldly delights within the hedge of a tengential dose. Great inference and breaking down of this poem, Saji….as always.
Well, I believe both pant and pants are acceptable today. But then of course, as per etymology, ‘pantaloons’ would be why it is used in the plural and usually goes by ‘a pair’. Good catch, Saji…. 😃🤩🤓
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Nice poem..
Thanks for sharing..
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Thanks for stopping by to read Vermavkv🙏🏼🎀
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Beyond lust, it’s complexity, says a lot. Good one.
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Thank you for drawing out the essence of this poem KK….🎀🙏🏼😃
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
THERE IS A GOOD MESSAGE HERE NONETHELESS!SHE SAYS IT SO LOVINGLY!
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….about things that go beyond skin and what can be seen.
Rather about things that are only felt 🙂
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Are you saying that the poem is mostly about things that are felt-?
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EVEN MEN MAY SEE AND WANT THIS OVER TIME. “DO I…?”
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Pure love should be like this dear Ru, not for the pant and skirt but for the heart that loves in every way. 😍😍 A perfect poem. 🥰🥰
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Absolutely. My dear sweet little sister…I pray blessings of such love upon you. May you witness it and hold fast to it till the end of your days. Hugs and love 🙂
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So Beautiful. Makes one want to answer.
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Thank you Jude 🙂 🙂 🙂
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I wished to be together
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This is so beautiful 💕
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