The world could dance on the shells of their falsehood with words written in beautiful calligraphy...........
I want to see the thoughts you breathe, hear your words and collect them, cradled in your honesty. I could watch the beauty in your eyes for eternity without ever wishing to walk away.
You give me your hand and I close my eyes, hear the whisper of the sea and I remember how my heart has searched for one such as you knowing I have found my home.
My love, the world could dance on the shells of their falsehoods with words written in beautiful calligraphy and your words would continue to run in my veins like Morse code tapping out who I am to me.
You fill my hope chest with your spirit lifting my head from the table of where my mind wanders when I forget to stop and smell the roses along the way. Your words bring precious harmony into play.
I look through the window of my heart where you have pressed your lips on a photograph of your words and I feel you as soft touches on my soul. I collect them one by one to remember, until you again I hold.
I can always count on you to get me heart racing with a rush of passion
My love,
the world could dance
on the shells of their falsehood
with words
written in beautiful calligraphy
and your words
would continue to run in my veins
like Morse code
tapping out who I am
to me.
This is beautiful and such romantic intentions, your words ~
I look through the window of my heart
where you
have pressed your lips
on a photograph of your words
and I feel you as soft touches
on my soul.
Breath taking, *sigh* I have no words to express my admiration for one whom pens their heart so tenderly with each perfectly chosen word and phrase. Keep em' coming
PS. I have a better picture for this poem if you would like it, the page is hugging the woman back.
oh my first of all I love that pic.
Oh Neva, you continually amaze me with your writing, your passion.
I love the first stanza,
I want to see the thoughts
you breathe,
hear your words and collect them,
cradled in your honesty.
I could watch the beauty in your eyes
for eternity
without ever wishing
to walk away.
and the last was the very best ending ever.
I look through the window of my heart
where you
have pressed your lips
on a photograph of your words
and I feel you as soft touches
on my soul.
I collect them one by one
to remember,
until you again I hold.
i just loved this poem the moment i read the first stanza fully...its my fav!
you constructed extremely beautiful verses which touch the heart!
its a delicious gourmet menu!
i digged into it right through and through!
lol
^^
I thought that I would come back to this poem, with brilliant insight and be able to deliver a coherent review, but in reading it again I am again awash with the love and beauty that bombards you from the page, forcing its way into your brain and soul so you can simply walk around with a smile on your face for over an hour.
Just read it
Hello, I am Neva, 4i, from Atlanta, Georgia.
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