INARTICULATE WHISPERS OF THE HEART
A Poem by penchantpoet
 love poem 
"You're not the one
who sings to me,
who brings honey from the bees
to sweeten life for me.
You're not the one
who whispers
"come into my arms
and dream with me".
You're not the one
who contends with me,
sees me for who I am
yet lets me be.
Yet it is you
who calls to me,
puts fire in my heart
that still burns in me...
BB 11 Oct. '10
© 2010 penchantpoet
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Last Updated on October 13, 2010
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penchantpoetCAPE TOWN, South Africa
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