ALWAYS
by
Vernon J. Davis Jr.
SHE always visits me in the very
deep of night.
And SHE always rises out of eternity
from the foot
of my bed.
And like a wraith, SHE slides silently
in
besides me.
Then SHE whispers in my ear,
Thoughts of Love.
SHE kisses me, with Words of Wisdom.
SHE caresses me, with Poetry.
SHE tells me SHE Loves me
and will always come back,
again and again.
And even though I'm afraid to sleep at night,
I always expect HER.
SHE is...
my Inspiration
SHE is...
where Words come from.
Always.
©6/16/2007 copyright Vernon J. Davis Jr.
Emosewa indeed~smile
Simply beautiful I can imagine your recitation of this and also the beautiful imageries that are portrayed are precious. "SHE is... my Inspiration SHE is...where Words come from."~for she is poetry~Love it!
I feel this very same way about my poetry too...although the interpretations are also multi dimensional I believe~thank you for sharing this lovely piece.
Blessings,
From the Heart...
My friend, your writings are so awesome.
Be safe,
Karen