A Woman Gently Stirs Poem by Laurie hill
A Woman Gently Stirs
Twilight, just before the dawn,
shows pale your skin, against my touch.
A girl before this night was born,
a girl who had to give so much.
And now a woman gently stirs,
who smiles soft, in slumbered bliss,
When moved to yield, her treasure pure,
Her breath was held, within a kiss
Hello this again is beautiful sir.. your ones are short, but very romantic, enjoyable and good to relax my sore heart.. nice.. with loves shan
oh so beautiful! you're so lucky....you just put a smile on my face. i love it! : -)
pale skin against twilight, a very lovely image. Made me hold my breath.
Reads with a beautiful rhythm and natural pauses. Suspenseful and full of imagery and sounds that create the special unfolding of this treasure. Like this line: 'who smiles soft, in slumbered bliss, ' - I think all the s sounds throughout the poem adds a certain flavor and hush to the scene.
Gosh, I don't usually care all that much for love poems but, jimminy christmas- you have to love this one!
That is beautiful, Laurie. The poem slides on the tongue like skin on satin sheets. Irene
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/6/2025 6:42:35 AM # 1.0.0
Truly Enchanting, like the Mona Lisa smile - tender