9 word poetry challenge

solemnity wink slide ache impish elegance savory impossible retold

Impossible …
a word that never crossed my mind
as you with savory elegance
danced your way
into my life.

Impossible?
Never has your lop-sidded grin
or impish wink failed
to bring a smile
to my face.

A story retold over the years
of bodies full of ache and
the hushed wonder.
The slide and rise,
the sated fall.

The solemnity …
of turning away to hide the tears
as you reach through my flesh
and grip my heart
tightly.

~ 27 October 2012

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