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Painting from the soul |
| I am to find words to paint you Before eyes that will never see All the wonder you are Have been Will become. Do I talk of eyes blue With something behind them That I can't quite see Oh, how I would love to see The wonder that they hold. Or a voice that sends waves Gently scintillating tremors Coaxing that which Was hidden from others Dormancy shaken awake. Of lips that can not kiss But call to me anyway Even when I try to ignore I felt them soft and gentle A sigh that escapes unbidden. Your laughter brightens And heightens A soul that hungered for joy Lost in the darkness of sorrow Found in that full-throated sound. Your arms that never have held me Yet I feel them around me Somehow keeping safe Warm with a strength freely given Yet allowing freedom to grow. Paint a portrait of you using words To put you in the world For others to see is impossible They can not see Nor capture what I feel. |