Susan Lacovara

Gold Star - 7,481 Points (1963 / New York)

Eyed And Spyed - Poem by Susan Lacovara

Never needing to thumb through a magazine
Or stare at a movie poster
He had her dark eyes
Etched in the stone of his memory
Back to the days of emailing requests
Of colors and cloth
Draping her deliciously browned legs
An early Christmas present to receive
His, to unwrap

There was no need for eyes to stray
Further than her neckline
The framing her face, with falling hair
Oily black, kisses by the sun
Kept him warm throughout the winter
There, his fingers found comfort
Inching up her seamed stockings
Loving her bare feet, in his hands, as well

He knew every curve and corner of her body
The way a conductor know the train rails
And he stopped just long enough
On the platform of her love
To think he might one day return
To her tiny town and thunderous kisses

Topic(s) of this poem: love

Form: Free Verse


Poet's Notes about The Poem

(01/30/16) ....and still the heart does not completely look away. For MS

Comments about Eyed And Spyed by Susan Lacovara

  • Anthony Burkett (1/31/2016 11:27:00 AM)


    Delicious! I find in me a certain amount of envy for MS... but then I have always envied the covenant of true love and the artful expression of overwhelming desire... A truly delicious expression of both my dear Susan... touche! (Report) Reply

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  • Kelly Kurt (1/30/2016 1:02:00 PM)


    A very sensual and human poem (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 30, 2016



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