Gentle Strong Woman

Gentle woman
you touched me
with your eyes.
You caressed me
with such an endless
stare
it made me afraid -
but so happy,
so priviledged
to be looking into
your eyes...
those clear
gentle
green-brown eyes.

It touched me so
that the space that
separated us
seemed to disappear -
your gentle eyes
held me close...
made love to me
so warm and beautiful.

Mine were afraid and
looked away.
Afraid because they couldn't share
that closeness ~
there was just too much
and they would cry
out of frustration.

I would cry inside instead ~
so you wouldn't see
my love
and be
frightened away.


©Linda Giovanna Zambanini
April 2, 1976
for Penny

Love shook my soul , like on the mountain the wind upon the oaks falls... ~Sappho, 7th c b.c.e. fragment #40

Although they are only breath, words which I command are immortal... ~Sappho, 7th c b.c.e.

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Created 10/08/2000 by Linda Giovanna Zambanini, Bloomington, IN USA
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