Lillian Susan Thomas
Lillian Susan Thomas Poems
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Beauty Of Imperfection
Smoothed by many currents, many tides,
Buffing it with all that sand
As waves cycle through,
A cool fleshy lump of life
Lifts a finger
To get the weather report
On the motion of the seas;
Lifts a hand to grab morsels
From the smorgasbord passing by.
And deep within the briny, sweet pulp
A tiny blemish enters,
Creating a dimple
In its silken, delicate skin.
And that seed of sand -
Like the pea under the princess's mattress -
The oyster worries,
Turning and turning it,
Bathing it in tears,
Coating it with slime, ...
I Miss Love
I miss deep kisses wet with longing.
I miss hands that know where to touch to quicken my pulse
And strong arms around me.
I miss the needs of a man I care about,
I miss feeding his naked hunger.
I miss slow dancing in each others' arms.
But most of all I miss love.
I miss soft sweetnesses whispered in my ear.