Her eyes speak first of love
Her lips begin to move
Half-parted but retain
The immanence of silence.
The mute refrain
Repeated in the downward glance
A blush's dalliance.
If words are spoken
They may break the spell
Of our compliance.
It is well
To pause, absorb the mutual signals,
The immanence of silence,
The mute refrains, the precious moments.
The spell bound moment of love beautifully penned. Thanks for sharing
I was trying to capture that unspoken moment. Hope it seemed real. Must check your site. Don't think I've read any of yours. Very remiss of me. Thank you for your kind comments.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is well To pause, absorb the mutual signals, The immanence of silence, The mute refrains, the precious moments. - - - - - Precious moments absorbed in silence- - - - - An exquisite poetic expression.
Sometimes that pause before speaking is more beautiful than words. A very nice comment from one of my favourite poets.