My bare lips, whispered dry
Like my fluttered heart
Thou I thirst in silence
I have no visceral taste
Nor time- for temporary
Should love decide to come
It must come without eloquence
Prepared to die, for loves sake
The way war mongers come to conquer
In a thundering approach, fearless
Epitomizing all its natural state
Unabashedly stealing my heart
Almost as if taken from my chest
Accepting each breath, may be the last
The way a harsh blizzard, blankets
Enveloping my soul beneath itself
Saving me from a lost venture-less
Becoming my only living universe
And I- relishing as its only dependent
Where all I desire…is already present
Poet of the Light © 2019
Very beautiful 🙂
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Thank you, you continue to humble me with your words and support.
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You’re very talented and always find a different way to interpret the soul of the heart. Amazing gift Poet 😊
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Ahhh now I’m really touched and at a loss to say more. Bless you my friend.
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Bless you as well friend.
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Lovely.
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Hello my friend, I hope all is well and thank you.
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That was amazing!
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I’m happy to read you thought so, Thank you.
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Yes I did . Your welcome.
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Lovely Poem. I have nominated you for the Mystery Bloggers Award. Check out my latest post. 😊
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I’m humbled truly, Thank you. I’ll participate as soon as I recover from the flu in a few days.
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Hi, get well soon. And congratulations. 👍🙂
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