Across the Table

The way you gazed

at me in sheer wonderment

(as if I were Aphrodite!),

the raw desire in your

eyes…so urgent, so alluring

sad-sexy smile, impassioned sigh…

If only you’d given them voice!

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Hélène Vaillant says:

December 5, 2018 at 6:36 pm

Passionate words through your beautiful poem.

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1. The Abject Muse says:
  
  December 7, 2018 at 7:51 am
  
  Thank you very much, Hélène . Perhaps there is hope for me yet! 🙂
  
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  1. Hélène Vaillant says:
    
    December 7, 2018 at 9:38 am
    
    Always, hope and trust move us forward.
    
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