Soft whispers from your lips,
“I love you, I love you so”…
Echo in the breeze before parting
Destinations yet unknown
In search of self through solace
Hope and Peace.
Driven by the past,
A litany of lessons learned…
Uncertainty, not without question
Of tomorrow looms,
Tensed by need of explanation and the unexpected,
Bearing ardent conviction
Unfeigned curiosity and wistful reverie.
“I love you, I love you so"...
Hold on to these words and believe.
Beams of light spray across God's ceiling ,
Flickering through supple boughs viewed alone,
As though emanating from heaven's doors …
Hope of windows to be opened,
secure and shuttered now
In time unlocked to love's imminence
Until then a glimmer,
Like a child struggling to learn new meanings
Of trust…eager that the acceptance of absence
Will insure the fruit of resolution and return…
Embracing and believing that this loving bond
Will securely survive the necessary search of soul,
The reminiscently treasured,
“I love you, I love you so”...
Nurtures these days of separatenesss,
Yet not without intricacy entwined...
Empathy, joy, seduction, and strength.
While the one who loves completely,
And without requisite…
Waits patiently for
“I love you, I love you so…
Feel my strength…I love you so."
© 2006 Taylor Ryan (All rights reserved)