her lack of confidence,
deep within,
sails past most
as they watch
day to day,
so intriguing, she,
a soul they want close.
Then One leans in,
comes a little closer,
sensing her heart,
listening.
The wait he’ll entertain,
a point of patience given,
proof of his ability
to see her,
and who she is,
true acceptance shown, granted.
The beginning of what is
meant to be,
his devotee.
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
May their encounter blossom fruitfully.
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Wouldn’t that be something. 🙂
Thank you, Ben
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Watch this space … 🙂
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The connection with this piece (and photo) is strong, almost surreal ~ it speaks to the beauty we take for granted until she is just walking out the down…and then we realized what a beauty she is. Awed by what we seeing, where my devotion is over-shadowed by her devotion to us all. Humbling. Exotic. Intimate. And the devotee dreams of the next chance to see her again. Love the words ~ love the photo 🙂
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My Photographer Philosopher Extraordinaire, you continue to spoil me with kindness and affirmation…
Anything I write back in response to you would only ruin your sweet words so let’s just enjoy how we both feel after stopping by my poetry.
Thank you, Dalo 🙂
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I can feel how raw she is, how open. Just a beautiful poem, Audrey.
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There has been much around me lately that cause my need to open up, Shari. I have to filter out what I know has emotion. Happy this poem came along. It’s been too long since I’ve written.
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Beautiful photo, and intriguing words, Audrey. It takes someone who can see with his heart to spot the rare gems among us.
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Truer words may have never been written, Dan. Thank you so much.
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Ok, once again I’m the oddball here but… what a good eye and lovely image.
Well done ma’am.
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Did I ever tell you my nickname, one of them anyway, was Audball in high school. Funny..
You are just as you should be and I am incredibly honored to have you here, Sir. Your opinion means everything.
Thank you ♡
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Does a compliment have merit if bestowed by an Audball?
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Indeed it does! *giggles*
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I hope he is not controlling her💜
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Not even a little. It is with joy one serves, my friend. At least that is my belief. Taking care goes both ways in all relationships.
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Glad to hear that 💜💜💜💜
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Hugs to you, Willow. I’ll come for a visit soon. Just getting back. ♡
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I am always around and you are so welcome 💜💜
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Love this one, Poetess! Very open, trusting, honest. Looks like a good path to be on!
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Gosh, I am so glad you enjoyed this poem, Debbie. Feels good to write and have others enjoy.
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Gingerly written with tenderness and an underlying feeling of guarded expectation.
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So funny my timidly worded poem was seen through. Humbled. Thank you
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Sensuous and warm, the expectation is exquisite.
Love this, Audrey, love it
Big hugs
jf
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I was feeling rather sensuous when I wrote it, jf. Grateful the poem worked…and humbled by your praise. Thank you ever so.
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Eric nailed it, beautifully intimate, lovely poem ginger girl.
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Humbled by the two of you, Ms. Holly. ♡ Thank you
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♡
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Beautiful!
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Thanks, Penny!
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Love this, Audrey. Beautifully intimate.
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Thanks a bunch, Eric. So glad the poem was well received.
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