The Morning

Words spoken that touch my soul,
but touch shames the word which the feeling beholds.
The velvet brush of a rose petal across flushed cheek,
words that reach the depths of my heart, both ocean and sea.

A call that reaches past distant lands and sacred journeys,
even in death, bounding back across ten-thousand eternities.
a body can feel touch and pain,
but a soul can feel wonder again, and again.

A smile that doesn't stop at dimpled cheek, eyes soft, and adoring,
shining like the sun's first kiss on the morning. 
Though the horizon has never seen a sweeter kiss,
than the feeling of a love such as this. 

Reviews

[paul sal.....]

we all have souls and when we join them together, miraculous things happen....revel in the grandeur..

[maria ( rose)]

Beautiful display of words. Keep up the great work!!:)

[Aramey]

Thank you for stopping in, and the comments :)

[maria ( rose)]

my pleasure:)

[Luissanto]

Very touching and very well written. You can feel the emotion as it flows through...

[Aramey]

Thank you for taking the time to read, and the compliments. I'm glad you enjoyed :)

[Wynter Ignatius]

Knowing the roller-coaster you have been on of late, I'm happy to see you found some inspiration and joy in the writing of this - heartfelt, passionate and with a deep adore.

That and in inspired my poem I'm posting soon. :)

[Aramey]

I'm about to go check it out :) Can't wait to see the finished piece.

[Everett DeValle]

Wooow, Beautiful, Aramey...sorry, you know me, I'm not one to critique...I just felt your emotions...and it is Beautiful. I Love your poem. :)

[Aramey]

Thank you Ev, and critique or not, always good to see you :)

[Everett DeValle]

You are very welcome, Aramey...I'm a huge fan of your poetry. Thank you for your continued friendship. :)

~Ev