Old-fashioned Courtship

Beauty blooms,
Building rich forever
In slowness,
Yes?

Clasp of hands,
Pulse flourishing,
Fingers singular first
Then joined,
More meaning in total,
Than the sum of each.

Beautiful mystery
Utter anticipation,
Moist moments ahead,
That next kiss teasing now,
If only sooner…

Delicious,
When consummated
Nonetheless.

Our emotional committment
So rightfully subordinating,
Temporal,
Physical,
Fleeting,
Pleasure…

Depth of forever,
Fathoms further
Than any momentary touch.

Just knowing,
Basking in glorious light
Hearts enjoining,
So certain of romance,
Pure power exposed.

Not needing to rush.

Eternity ours.

Just perfect…

Just pure…

And beautifully old-fashioned…

Courtship.

© 2018 W. C. Stacia, Jr.

32 thoughts on “Old-fashioned Courtship

  1. there is sweetness and there is passion here and then there’s a moment when the lines are so blurred it becomes ecstasy. love the temporal moments the best, when the mind connects and then the body expresses. so beautiful reading on my thunder filled morning.

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    1. Sigh…”thunder filled morning”… what a beautiful phrase.

      Should you ever be so inclined…we your fans…would love to see your verse with that same title. It’s just so beautiful, and powerful…

      And yours.

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