In spite of your silence I still feel you love me
Though it's true silent days are not many,
I imagine your soul doing battle with poem
And that soon your heart's message will fly free.
In spite of your silence I still feel you caring
And the cost of my doubts just a penny,
That's not much dear, just know that wherever you roam
My love's robe for you always I'm wearing.
Will these expressions of our love ever approach
The love poems of Barrett and Browning?
The truth of love never fails to tickle God's ear
Though our fantasies prove a pumpkin's coach.
The sign that will calm you I swear only God knows.
I just wish I could see if He's frowning
Though you still could reach out to me through your fear?
Until then I can only offer this rose....
Wonderful poem! Offering a rose - what a sweet, innocent gesture of love. Not a dozen roses, but just one rose - it speaks volumes without speaking a word, Brian. Your words are so sensitively pure. In silence there is a knowing starting to bud, one day to blossom into the love you have wanted. The rose is yours for the asking, if you should want it.
A calm and patient Soul. Great poem. Happy 2014 to you and yours!
How an ardent lover you are! ...........'The truth of love never fails to tickle God's ear'.........nice
This is so lovely, gentle write..it can make sour face turn smile instantly hahahahaha... :) _Soul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Every love poem is unique in itself endowed with its own beauty and charm. A lovely poem. Thank you.