Speak to me;
Speak with words that burn
With the fire of love
Casting shadows from deep within.
Speak words that tear at heart strings
To bind them up again,
At one with the kindred spirit
Beating deep inside this lonely soul.
Speak with words
That only you and I can understand;
That tell our story
In shades and colours all sublime.
Speak to me;
Tell me that our love is true;
That nothing can or ever will
Come between us.
Speak to me
With words that draw us close together
In bonds unbreakable
That others cannot comprehend.
Speak to me;
And tell me why you love so strongly,
As I do.
And I will speak to you.
Michael, this poem soothes genuinely, and I find it comforting. These words serve as a reminder to never shy away from showing love. You are good at what you do, Poet.
Will you listen
As I bravely speak
About spirits wrapped
Inside love’s arms, bonded
Someone had to respond. ..the poem is just too good to be ignored.
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Why thank you, Ma’am 🙂
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You’re welcome, Sir 🙂
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Michael, it sounds so quiet here on your blog. Hope all is well. Thinking of you.
Audrey
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I know, Audrey. Nice to be missed. I’ve been rather busy the last few weeks, rushing around with no time to think. Other than that, all is well. Every few days I manage to catch up on a few posts from other people. But even that has gone by the wayside over the last week. Keep well and keep watching. I will be back!
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