Thoughts alluded and, thoughts intrude me
I gather my thoughts to honour thee, on bended knee
Your echoes whisper through me
When you write me, my heart warms with your essence
I feel your love with hallowed presence
My heart sings with beautiful sound
It’s as if you move, with sacred feet
Among the plane of earthly ground
Heavenly angel thou are my sweet
To touch your toes and kiss thy feet
To caress your month and taste your lips
Succulent tender, gentle and sweet
As pure as the finest honey drips
Be thy sunrise in my eyes
To be thy sunset in eve of night
To feel thy presence at my side in mid moonlight
To witness as you glisten in candlelight
Your written word affects, me like misty showers
Hallowed be thy heart that ebbs within these hours
To share your thoughts and feelings, it empowers
Where now I wait for thee among these morning showers
From the author of Jupiter Remembered and Until It’s Time: Embracing Life In Our Later Years comes Petals of Love: Poetry of a Woman’s Soul – a heartfelt collection spanning more than thirty-five years. Through tender reflections, these poems offer g
Still Living on my Feet is the follow up to Tichaona Chinyelu’s first book, In the Whirlwind, which was rooted in a sense of hard-hitting revolutionary black love. However, in this sophomore effort, Tichaona brings the revolutionary essence from deep
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Joy L. Hale