Happy Birthday Esteven!

[anteros_lmc]

A birthday poem for esteven

Quietly          ~ by Philip Rexroth Lying here quietly beside you, My cheek against your firm, quiet thighs, The calm music of Boccherini Washing over us in the quiet, As the sun leaves the housetops and goes Out over the Pacific, quiet - So quiet the sun moves beyond us, So quiet as the sun always goes, So quiet, our bodies, worn with the Times and the penances of love, our Brains curled, quiet in their shells, dormant, Our hearts slow, quiet, reliable, In their interlocked rhythms, the pulse, In your thigh caressing my cheek. Quiet.

Wishing you many, many happy returns and all the best wishes in the world my dear.

Comments

[esteven]

Oh, what a lovely lovely poem! I did not know it before. It is beautiful and so utterly fitting for you, me and both our fandoms.

Thank you
<3

[anteros-lmc.livejournal.com]

Oh I'm so glad you like it. Isn't just perfect?! I came across it a few months ago in a book of erotic verse I bought in Boston a lifetime ago. Somehow it had escaped my notice until now. As soon as I read it I thought of...well, I think you can imagine what I thought of ;)

[esteven]

Hmmmm
*purses lips*
*thinks hard*
*sighs*
Boccherini????
*g*

It could not be more perfect!

[elin-gregory.livejournal.com]

That's probably the sexiest poem I've ever read.

[anteros-lmc.livejournal.com]

How splendid! I do hope you enjoy it :)

[eglantine-br.livejournal.com]

That poem-- I am going to copy it out and keep it close. It is the sexiest poem I have ever read too, also. It is clearly relevant to all of our interests.

I love the way that you don't know anything at all about the two lovers. They could be anyone, anywhen, anywhere.

Ant I like the description of the brains.

Just stunning.