My Soul's Whisper

My Soul's Whisper

A Poem by Zami Amma
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Come to me, sweet soul of mine.
I feel your presence in the breeze, caressing my skin softly.
You're welcome here, you are here.
You're the flame that lights my soul's fire, igniting within me.

Come to me, precious light of my life.
Soul kissing the entrance of my hearts deepest desires, you took a sip. Please take a gulp.
I invite you to marinate in everything that is me, you are home.

Come to me, pulse of my desires.
Match the rhythm of my hearts symphony, for it sings only for you. My body is your violin, you a Violinist.
Strum me until you create the perfect melody, our soul's in harmony.

© 2016 Zami Amma


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The last two lines of this poem really hit me like a train. It's so beautiful to think of a humans body as a violin, an instrument so delicate & that makes sweet, powerful music when played. I miss the sound of the violin when I used to play...

Posted 8 Years Ago


Zami Amma

8 Years Ago

It warms my heart to know my writing touches you. I appreciate your kind words. :)
I Am Svetlana

8 Years Ago

The lines "you're welcome here, you are here" were also my favorite! They were very comforting. And .. read more
You awaken divine ecstasy in each whisper, each calling of your heart. How your thoughts pull your sacred lover to your soul and skin, and arouse the world in your fire, and what soul could deny you. The music of you floods the earth with beauty and bliss like nothing else in all creation. Your vibrations are made of pure fire. Your writing is Love incarnate. xo

Posted 8 Years Ago


Zami Amma

8 Years Ago

I love the depth of your response, speak more so that I may listen closely. Let my soul's whisper en.. read more
Echoes of Eros

8 Years Ago

In your words I find the joy of whispers and silences as well. Everything becomes the music of you; .. read more
There was a sweet romanticism about this poem. But it had an arresting originality in the choice or words llke 'marinate' and 'strum '. The violin is a nice analogy - though it makes me think of fiddling lol. I think I'll stay with the sipping. I like oral :-)

Posted 8 Years Ago


Zami Amma

8 Years Ago

Your reviews always make me smile, if that's your intention than you accomplished. Thank you for you.. read more
Wow. I enjoyed reading this poem. I thought the descriptions were very vivid and peaceful; it really helped set the vibe of this poem. I like the way you used repetition in this poem; the phrase "come to me" is so simple, yet in this poem, it works so well. The ambiguity in this piece is nice, as it leaves room for interpretation; in other words, this could describe a lover, a Supreme Being, or something else such as the wonder of nature, the feeling of joy...etc.

If I may critique, I'd suggest making some of the lines shorter because it helps with the visual presentation. In the first stanza, for example, I'd make the phrases "caressing my skin softly" and "igniting within me" their own lines. I'd do the same for the phrases "you took a sip. Please take a gulp" and "that is me, you are home" in the second stanza. Something else that may help with the visual presentation in changing the font; I'd suggest using Georgia size 12 font...it's my favorite.

-William Liston

Posted 8 Years Ago


Zami Amma

8 Years Ago

Thank you so much William, you speak and I listen. I appreciate your comment and I couldn't agree mo.. read more

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