Alluring

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She plays her game
of hide and seek
Letting you glimpse
her warmth, her heat
Her smile draws you

closer with wanting
Her laughter wraps
around your heart
and tugs

Her eyes – her eyes!
Now sparkling, now shuttered
now looking up at you
through lowered lashes
You’d think it all
coquetry and teasing
But you’ve seen her

sincere, shy, whispering
Seen her exploding
in ecstasies of beauty
Heard her hopes and dreams
spoken bravely into the night
Felt the velvet of her skin
and the trembling in the breeze
You’ve drowned in

desire for her
Stifled frustration and
swallowed disappointment
As she pulls
back again
Uncertain if this is

yet her time
Wary of another
destructive storm
Murmured confidences

wishes for
sunshine and new life
For growth and change and

valiant renewal
As you wait in swirls of
impatience and wisdom
In cautious assurance
knowing that, always,

Spring follows in
the wake
of Winter’s snow

-KJ Roe

In the Wait

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Snowfall is playing peekaboo with us, leaving a surprise dusting in the morning that melts away by evening. The lakes lie partially covered by ice, tempting my kayak just to try it, just one more time, before the water is completely cloaked in her winter blanket. My snow shoes await their re-christening, leaned in a corner with freshly-loaned-to-me poles. It’s a time of transition as one season melts into another.

Life echoes nature. I, too, await new adventures in a sparkling, renewed landscape. I march on with the days towards an eventual twilight. Each morning, the sun rises on both the mundane and the vast realm of possibility. It sets on daily tasks and dreams half-glimpsed. Stars appear, glinting in a murky depth far away, almost close enough to touch.

Amidst it all, the Wisdom of Ages settles on my shoulders, whispering in my ear:

“This is beauty. This is mystery. It is knowing and wondering and hoping, feeling the tug of limitless possibility, the depth of truest loving, the simultaneous realization of your smallness in the universe and your great worth in my eyes.

This is the visual, breathe-it-in-deep definition of priceless, incredible, glistening creation.

This is the treasure of my heart.

This, my darling, is you.”

-KJ Roe

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