Ahhh, thanks to Poetic Asides for today’s prompt: LOVE. We could write all day, about everything from romance to our dachshunds to spiritual fulfillment to coffee… Click on the P.A. link and you’ll see what I mean! Scroll down and read some fantastic poets writing about our favorite mutual subject! As for me…
Words. Gestures. Eye contact
in flickering candlelight.
Easy conversation over dinner, no rush.
Hushed hints of the night to come.
Yes, the tell the waiter, we’ll share
a piece of red velvet cake,,
which they discreetly feed each other
as they sip Arabic coffee,
thick, ebony sweetness.
Helping her on with her coat,
he whispers something – she giggles,
What happens next is
best left to the imagination.
But they share a heartbeat, a love
that transcends the clock
tick-tocking the moments of this evening:
A long-married couple
playing “Date Night,”
haven’t lost their appreciation
of the sensual pleasures
and the long, blissful
(c) 2010 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil
November 11, 2010 at 2:17 am
Okay . . .this is too good too! ha! You are amazing to keep these coming! Amy, do you have a chapbook out yet? Looking towards it? Just so you know, I would buy it. 🙂
Sherry Blue Sky
November 11, 2010 at 10:23 pm
Well, that is one heartwarming surprising poem. Wonderful that it is a married couple on a date night. That rocks! I love your poems – slices of real life.
Sharp Little Pencil
November 12, 2010 at 1:30 am
This one is realer than you know. Lex and I still enjoy going out, even on a modest scale. We strive to keep the spark lit! Thank you, Sherry! A
May 31, 2012 at 5:13 am
This poem reminds me of the fact that the anniversary of the day Miriam and I started dating is tomorrow(6/1). We have been together for 22 years now. Once in a while we like to do something special, but unfortunately our work schedules don’t allow it too often. A really good one once again.
Sharp Little Pencil
June 19, 2012 at 10:22 pm
WE have so many similarities in our marriages, Brett. A real bright spot in my day is catching up with you. Peace, brother, Amy