Featured art by Janine Machiedo

Listen to The Greatest In-Between by Richard Charles Stevens (The Other Side Suite)

Listen to The Other Side by LukHash

The rise and fall of her chest
Against mine
The breath on her lips
And the scent of fresh pine
The unspoken kiss as her eyes then met mine
A lesser man
Surely would die…

The rise and fall of her chest
Against mine
The breath on her lips
And the scent of fresh pine
The unspoken kiss as her eyes then met mine
A lesser man
Surely would die…
But not I

Every star in the skies
Had a clear line of sight
To delight in incline of her fanciful flight
As I perched upon her wings
She proceeded then to sing
And my chest felt no longer quite so tight
Had my heart
Burst straight through
I’d have marvelled at the view
For the flowers in my bones
Felt enthroned to dress bloom
Was no question of her beauty
Every breath she stole attested
That hers was masterpiece long since perfected
All circulating arteries connected

Would have disappeared without a trace
To be inside her
To make her tummy curl
Would play the infinite provider
Every fallen star I chased
Would thus resemble treasured face
Of every last endeavour
To impress forever after taste
She cried to testify a love
Above
Beyond
Divine
Beneath the tree of life
We bid omnipotent recline
Her face seemed so familiar
Most similar to mine
Reflection of our perfect imperfection intertwined

The rise and fall of her chest
Against mine
The breath on her lips
And the scent of fresh pine
The unspoken kiss as her eyes then met mine
A lesser man
Surely would die…
But not I
For a grown man knows well how to cry
A grown man knows well how to cry
The unspoken kiss as her eyes then met mine
A lesser man
Surely would die…
But not I
For a grown man knows well how to cry

I shed a single tear
Her lips then brushed against my cheek
No question that I blushed
For I had seldom felt a rush so sweet
So uniquely joyous
So exceedingly buoyant
To recline in the eyes of a Queen
A lesser man
Surely would die…
But not I
For a brave Monarch
This day
Was seen
A lesser man
Surely would die…
But not I
For a brave Monarch
This day
Was seen

Every star in the skies
Had a clear line of sight
To delight in this fanciful scene
As I perched upon her wings
We proceeded then to dream
Wide awake—We claimed
The greatest in-between

The rise and fall of her chest
Against mine
The breath on her lips
And the scent of fresh pine
The unspoken kiss as her eyes then met mine
A lesser man
Surely would die…
But not I

I felt calm in this place
I felt charmed of embrace
I felt rested
Suggested to bask in her rays
Every colour and shade
Of her autumnal face
The rise and fall of her chest
Against mine
The breath on her lips
And the scent of fresh pine
The unspoken kiss as her eyes then met mine
A lesser man
Surely would die…
But not I

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

Click here to purchase All of Me Vol. I, II, III, IV, V & VI

Click here to purchase on Amazon

© Copyright: Rivers of Grue™ LukHash™ Shadow Spark Publishing™