Sandra Feldman


What Words Can Do


They read each others verses,
And dreamt the same sweet dreams,
They didn't know each other,
Only through words, it seems,
And yet a Love had flourished,
That crossed, personal lines,
A Love that made their hearts beat,
Not once, but many times,
A Love born from abstraction,
A Love they idealized,
The purest Love that ever,
Two Souls had realized.

Submitted: Monday, February 24, 2014
Edited: Monday, February 24, 2014

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  • Lyn Paul (2/26/2014 6:43:00 PM)

    Wonderful Words Sandra how such a connection can be made through expressing our feelings. Just looking at the comments written by Valerie and Geetha and sharing your words. I feel I know all of you and respect and admire you all. Thank You. (Report) Reply

  • Valerie Dohren (2/26/2014 10:47:00 AM)

    Sounds like an Internet romance, maybe even a Poemhunter one - who can they be, I wonder. Maybe its you and........? Sandra. Love this little verse, very sweet. . (Report) Reply

  • Geetha Jayakumar (2/25/2014 2:29:00 PM)

    Beautiful poem. Very true said words can do a lot.
    The purest Love that ever,
    Two Souls had realized.
    Only if the words were pure.
    Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

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