Re: You as a Whole

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Randy, this is one of the most beautiful love poems I have ever read. Bravo my friend!

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In a message dated 7/16/2010 12:59:10 P.M. Eastern Daylight Time, jqpublic_59@... writes:

You as a Whole

Behold! The Heaven formed by Heaven.

The external aspects of who you are.

The absolute metaphor reflecting you back

to that of the softness of a cloud, or gentle rain in spring.

Your delicate body, gracefully seductive yet equally pure.

The home and holder of your candle lit heart.

You as a whole.

Just as instinctively as flowers reaching for sunlight,

when you disrobe and hold your arms out for me,

yes I am basking in the warmth of your tender sighs.

I see you as a poem, living and breathing beneath me,

or sharing beautiful eye spoken thoughts beside me,

and either way or both,

I am kissing and gently caressing

your every word, your every syllable head to toe.

Though totally aware and focused-

content that my innermost feelings and intentions

are being felt and locked forever inside of your heart.

You as a whole.

So easily one could get lost in ecstasy alone.

God has made no other breasts as yours.

perfectly round, tipped with ripe acorns.

Through your excited breathing they sway in eloquence,

like the little hula dancer on a car's dashboard.

All of the hills and valleys which make you a woman.

The enticement when the full bloomed rose

within your secluded garden flows with love's nectar.

A sane man could go mad or a madman becomes sane

from such a pinch me i'm dreaming delightful offering.

But as for me, and you know who I am,

my love for you sees and reaches far beyond,

beyond these boundaries of worldly bliss.

Always aspiring, always sincerely striving

that all I say or do in passion's hour,

or during a cotton dress picnic in the park,

all reaches the true final destination within your heart.

You as a whole.

-Randy