White Skin

The world into purity

Along a lace cover

I saw your eyes

Staring at me

Your pull

On a vein

This heart

Cloud of blessing

Our act of breathing

My soul saw the light

Of a new

Singing through agony

Longing for your everything

Your fears

Made my chest thunder

Shudder

I held you 

Warming away a cold thought

Your fingers 

Fit perfectly into mine

As i lost a gasp of air

Tune into a life melody

We sat in a moment

No frame could hold

All handles fell off the hook

As you spoke words 

To never be understood

Telling words

Never to be heard

A language of sight

Speaking in white

Glowing into my hands

The smile i select

Across my red lips

You remain 

Upon a prayer

Raised to the sky

A song 

in me 

Reviews

[William Liston]

This is absolutely beautiful. I love poems like this where the words seem to 'dance' all on their own--where even if you don't fully understand the descriptions, you can feel it. This piece filled my heart with warmth...great work.

-William Liston

[Nisreen]

Thank you William :)

[Joshua Haines]

Love the words. In your poems a great read hope you keep it up XD

[Nisreen]

Thanks Joshua

[Emily]

I love the layout!
Keep on writing!!

[Nisreen]

Thank you for your kind words

[Akshita]

A very beautiful and lovely poem! I loved reading it! : )

[Nisreen]

Thank you for your kindness

[V]

This one popped up in my newsfeed and I'm glad I found it. Smooth and soft language, such beautiful and sweet description of love, acceptance and trust. Lovable piece. I enjoyed reading.

[Nisreen]

Thank you Vanessa

[V]

You're welcome. Your writing inspired me.

[Nisreen]

That is always a pleasure to learn

[V]

It is. Have a nice day.

[Nisreen]

You too :)

[V]

Thanks.

[andrew mitchell]

a language of love with open hands, a gesture of accepting for who you are. a lovely write.

[Nisreen]

Thank you Andrew

[andrew mitchell]

you are always welcome

[jacob erin-cilberto]

beautiful love poem----wrapped in each other, hands clasped together...holding another to warm away a cold thought...that is musical in itself..

nothing like a song...and this is a melody of love...
i also feel a poetic sense in this ...of words written on onion skin paper...
the paper being the hands that hold our poems...

our songs...

[Nisreen]

Thanks Dear Jacob

[Celie Rose]

I like your poem. It is poetic and beautiful "A language of sight
Speaking in white." The words flow nicely together. Your poem is well expressed and written. Keep up the good work!

[Nisreen]

Thank you so much

[GalaxyGhost]

I love the symbolism through the colors like white for purity and red for a passion that can leave in an impact.

[Nisreen]

Thank you for your kind words

[Nisreen]

Thank you for your kind words

[JayG]

This seem too much like someone we can neither hear nor see reporting things meaningful to him/her, in terms meaningful only to that person. But readers aren't seeking to know that someone they don't know has been moved by unknown events. They want you to make THEM feel.

Remember, your intent never makes it to the page, and the reader must assign meaning to the words based on what the words mean to THEM, based on THEIR background.

Given that, What can, "A language of sight Speaking in white" mean?

[Nisreen]

I guess it's up to you what you see
Thank you for your review