August 24, 2015


Your eyes burned into my soul
Your caress set my heart a flame
Still you uttered no words to me
I want not, unspoken words

For I long to hear those words
to feel them brushing my ears
Words to hold my heart like
a new born for the first time

Words caressing me in the softness
of understanding, joy, and love
Knowing, tho we are not one
we’ll always be one, for eternity


Snaggle Tooth said...

Words may best be silent,
as actions get so loud!

Loved this piece!

desk49 said...


What can I say but great thanks to you

Lynn said...

Words "brushing" ears - that's lovely.

desk49 said...


Many thanks for dropping by.
My hand is not to good at this love stuff.

Nilanjana Bose said...

Holding like a newborn...beautiful!

desk49 said...


Tho few read mine like you said in your blog
no light should go out as long as the light
bearer lives.

Yes we must hold love like a newborn for fear it will get away.

Thanks for dropping by