let me whisper to you, my love
with voice, eyes and fingertips
tell you what I’m thinking of
press lips softly against lips
and after I have whispered
secret words we don’t say aloud
will you let me love you
or will you be too proud?
will your cold pride turn me away
to walk the dark night alone
or darling will you let me stay?
when breath flees, life is done
the chance to know my touch
will again be lost and gone
so let me whisper to you again
as in days of old, back when
we had no pride, we had no fear
warm breath of love shared
drew souls and bodies near
for love endures in memory
confess, do you remember me?
and can you now hope to resist
the sweet persuasion of my kiss?
let me whisper.... will be bliss
Poetess, your magical words have added to the beauty of the song, As Time Goes By. I had thought that not possible. What a perfect marriage of music and verse. Splendidly done.
Dick
Reviewed by Dark Knight (Reader)
Reviewed on April 24, 2010
wow-the way you write is an inspiration to all of us-excellent poetry
The longing, anticipation, and passion in your words make this poem an amazing romantic piece! As always you leave your readers feeling the heat of your passion.
Sweet memories leave tender, forever-blushing skin and the fragrant smouldering flame of easily-rekindled desires lingers wherever there has been the searing of a true fire. How can anyone forget such intimacy that is indellibly, eternally embedded in spirit, flesh and bone? Bittersweet open vulnerability and the clear-eyed yet gentle logic of loving go hand-in-hand in another Belle classic. Always classy, poised and full of charm and grace. Bliss indeed! :)) xx
Yesteryear's passion, Belle...always such strong poetry from this page...La Belle Rouge, she can capture love and its components like no other...exquisite...music calls for wine and candlelight...
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I love it. And the music you selected is perfect.
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With sincere respect,
Richard
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Why is it something hot- gives me chills?
Wonderful as always.
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