August 24, 2015

Words

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:

Snaggle Tooth said...

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

Loved this piece!

desk49 said...

Snaggle:

What can I say but great thanks to you

Lynn said...

Words "brushing" ears - that's lovely.

desk49 said...

Lynn:

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...

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