The Call

The Call

A Poem by Amber

It’s quite faint,

Soft in my ear.

Almost as gentle as

A single tear

Rolling down my blush painted cheek. 


No.

It’s loud now.

My eardrums pounding.

My temple throbbing.


Questions are circulating like

A whirlpool.

Oh, my dear love,

Am I still the fool?


The call that beckons me like

A lighthouse,

Shedding its heavenly

Light on my worries.


Now I am home.

In your arms,

I am learning to live.


A fated call.

Putting trust into this, darling

Makes it worth answering.

© 2012 Amber


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Very nice I must say

Posted 12 Years Ago


Amber

12 Years Ago

Thank you so much!
Steven Cash

12 Years Ago

No problem

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Added on August 25, 2012
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Tags: romance, my love, hope, trust

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