Well yes,I have heard of doe eyes before,I find them really pretty.

Once I got passed the delicious picture I found something even better….your words.
Terrific 👍

We read this offline and don’t know why but but we thought of Casketsharpe, not really your norm. We thought erotic at first but changed our mind preference/acceptance, tight

Passionately penned, S. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

You are a true poet in every sense of the word. This is so well written I felt it deep my soul. This is the perfect sensual poem that goes deep into the emotion the woman with tender and powerful depth of passion. No one does this better than you.

John

Beautifully penned, S. Incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Brilliantly penned, S. The life of a writer and her adventures, excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Libellule, this poem spoke to me to the depth of a quiet when the poem discovers itself as you write. The truly felt like a spiritual exploration of the words born out of silence. There is so much here that took me into the quiet to experience in a brief time how the muse awakened to a quiet space that felt like a butterfly to me hovering and feeling the resonance the Japanese poetry Basho felt in his famous haiku. But your poem took me even deeper into that soundless resonance that only a poet of your spirit that take the reader into.

John

Now that is a thought. No distractions other than living your life. Very, very simple life

What I write! And done on the toilet! Lol
This is quite the masterpiece. I enjoyed all the back and forth. Like reading a tennis match.
Caveman vs the 21st century.
Well done!

Loved the ending!

I am somewhat jealous; my toilet poetry is usually flushed because of the brown streaks. You write of the ying and yang of individualism, the brown streaks versus what once was. We humans have lost touch with our origins. We once made cave art, danced and howled at the moon; where it was women who ruled the campfires. And in some ways, we were more intelligent than we are today. We could talk to animals and create myths about the formations in stars. We will never get back to this, but I do think we can create a society where we once again talk to animals and reach for the stars.

Your poem is thought-provoking and appreciated. Thanks for the share.
-Curt/redzone