Eyes meet
My cheeks sting as I blush
My heart races, I tremble
I am smitten, I have a crush
Am I a fool
To allow my body over sensibility
to make rule
The choice is no longer mine
My senses alive with thoughts
Body’s entwined so divine
Your name lingers on my lips
Like a secret confession
My eyes follow your every move
My sweetest obsession
Waiting in fervent anticipation
To respond, to accept, to return
My passionate infatuation
Janette Bendle February 2019
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I have reached my fabulous 50s. Guess what, it’s okay. 20 years in the health and wellness industry. Educating men and women on the importance of nourishing their bodies with good food, moving with integrity, recharging their energy levels and empowering their minds. I love my job. A mother of two boys who are now men and my greatest achievement. A lover of words, an aspiring author with a book written and no idea where to go next, a poet who writes from the heart and her vulnerability. A foodie who loves to experiment, a salad lover , But not just your Every day salad, I throw in anything you can think of it ends up in my salad. I have a reputation for making the greatest weirdest salads around. As a total contradiction, I have a ridiculous sweet tooth. I rescue abandoned souls in the bodies of dogs, an animal lover, Who sometimes likes animals more than humans. My teacher in life, my mother never ceases to amaze me. I am one fortunate human being who is filled with gratitude for the life she lives. View more posts
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