In
My Heart
Your
words shoot into latch-key soul,
penetrating
lacquered heart,
growing
flowers of discontentment,
even
the white rose blushes in truth's light,
helpless
in mind-gripping lottery,
drunk
on tidal wave,
of
emotions born to your specifications,
suffocating
laughter of comic relief,
drowning
in soul-shaking anguish,
joyous
tears of cherished memories,
breathless
rhapsody of a lover's passion.
I
read your words, as if written just for me,
you
play my heart with your eloquent verse,
like
a musician makes a mere instrument to sing,
in
a Grand Concerto from your soul,
in
visions that dance through my mind,
in
Moonlight Serenade,
we
are one.
Longing
to tell you what's in my heart,
mere
words can not convey,
what
is clear in shooting star's solitude,
would
that my words could,
bathe
you in caresses,
warm
your heart in blanket of kisses,
soothe
your spirit in comfort's embrace,
dance
the waltz of passion with your soul,
to show you my love.
~ Julie Allen ~