Heather Jephcott Poems

Sit by me and tell me about love
not the concept
that which flies on by
but your experience
...

It was his face
glowing,
shining,
a sparkle from his eyes
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How shall I love you, O lover of my soul?
What return can I make
on a love that has no end?
my loving you appears
...

I was trying so hard to hold on
to a hand, an arm reaching out to me, for me
I longed
desired to cling to
...