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
6 comments:
Words may best be silent,
as actions get so loud!
Loved this piece!
Snaggle:
What can I say but great thanks to you
Words "brushing" ears - that's lovely.
Lynn:
Many thanks for dropping by.
My hand is not to good at this love stuff.
Holding like a newborn...beautiful!
Nilanjana:
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
Post a Comment