In the rough

Tumbling over each other
the stones rub into beauty
grating, wearing down
polishing to smooth perfection.

Would that my soul were like a stone
feelings tumbling over and under and around each other
refining to a high gloss
as I take leaps of faith.

I would come to you
smooth as marble
bright as azure
perfect as any rare gem.

But my soul
so yearning and wild
awakening to discovery
will come to you rough and raw
and gentle and awkward
and bucking with the delicious thrill of love.

I wish I could play the piano…. I would write sheet music for you for your beautiful writings. {{{{HUGGS}}}

dayum woman…. that rocks…. without fail you leave me speechless at least once a day.

Ohhhhhhhh Myyyyyyyyyy…..what a difference a few months makes Cat2 *Hugs & Love for you and your special amour Always* Cathie

Fear not, the depth of your love will smooth off those raw and rough edges. Beautiful words. xoxoxo

this is gorgeous 🙂

And this is my beloved…..Sigh….So happy for you C. And your love of course. Bren

and again my dear you leave me speechless here…may your Soul always be as reviving and radiant as it is today…*Love and hugs* oh and coffee 😉

you take hard and cold and turn it into warm and smooth with the flick of your fingers…outstandingly erotic…intense writing here honey.

As always, your writing is very powerful and enjoyable to read. 🙂

very,very nice.someone is very lucky to be loved by you. oli

This is a yummy story. Can you clarify something for me? What do you look like this week?

ooooh la la! i like that one!

Hmmm . . . I play piano. That first noteleaver has given me an idea! (-: Love

Beautiful, Me Explorer, my soul too is “yearning and wild” and I still have no place to spend New Year’s Eve nor anyone to spend it with. Too sad.

Day-Um… Wish I could write..