The sound of gentle stillness can ultimately be felt by placing your hand on my heart… ~Lily of Lough Neagh~
Surrounded in the stillness of the soul
floating up from her heart beyond imagination
she sees and feels only things known to her
in the preciousness of the would be lovers
A glow of soundless words spoken within
amidst the smell of jasmine and touch of lace
a blur in the distance of mere dreaming
which wishes on stars could only materialize
Fair lover do you know my soul and desires
can you lay your eyes upon mine
can you hear the unspoken magic
feel the rhythm of my heart…
I like Diana's comment; you do have a way of adding that extra sense to it.
Reviewed by Diana Legun (Reader)
Reviewed on May 30, 2013
There is a consistent flare you have for giving us words of the 'senses,' Lily. Most of your poetry is filled with sound, scent, touch, taste, and that sixth sense 'awareness.' It is a joy to read these sensations. 'Rhythm of my Heart' contains a line I find to be glorious: "A glow of soundless words spoken within." That is so big that it could be the answer to the whole of seeing joy in life. The "words spoken within" can glow even in the dark if we let them. Thank you for this thought, I love it. ~~ Diana
Sure can. Every time I place my ear on a bosom fair. Women have a whole different way of viewing the rhythms of life, that most men cannot comprehend.
Ron
Reviewed by D. Vegas (Reader)
Reviewed on May 28, 2013
Aaahh, The heart always beats faster when love steps in.....our hearts talk to our soul and when you meet your "twin flame" the one you have been waiting for your
Yes indeed, the love is apparent and wanting in this fine rendition of the rhythm of a heart filled with love evermore, giving your own kind of magic in the embrace of it forever..
Reviewed by Gert van Weenen (Reader)
Reviewed on May 28, 2013
The stillness of the soul, is there anything more serene.
Unspoken magic, the rhythm of your heart.
Things you can only share with your fair lover, the deepest intimacy.
Beyond beautiful Carol
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Beautiful poetry .. unspoken magic..feel the rhythm
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Unspoken magic, the rhythm of your heart.
Things you can only share with your fair lover, the deepest intimacy.
Beyond beautiful Carol