Showing posts with label poem of endearment. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem of endearment. Show all posts

Friday, April 11, 2014

Still .... Prose poem



Your head,
lies,
On my chest,
While, 
Whispers,
Of silent words,
Fill our ears,
With, 
The absence of words

Tenderness
Of,
Flesh, 
Against flesh,
Sooth, 
Our minds,
As, 
Unspoken words 
Of endearment,
Floats,
From our souls

A thousandth 
hugs,
A thousandth 
kisses,
A thousandth 
times,
We have spoken about the word,
But, 
On this day,
While, 
Basting in the morning light,
As, 
Our bodies lay united,
No, 
Words are spoken,
No, 
Words are whsipered,
Because, 
We have no reasons to articulate,
A single vowel,
Mouth, 
A single noun, 
Speak, 
A single conjunction,
Or adjective
We just need to lay still, 
And listen, 
To the soft rhythm,
Of our heartbeats,
While basking, 
In the moment of being in love...

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