Monday, February 3, 2014

Conversation

Slowly words formed
in my brain,
designed to be spoken,
pass on a message
of hope, understanding...
compassion.
Swirling about in eddy like fashion,
I saw the maelstrom of emotion
as you waited for the lyrics of
my thoughts to be presented
as an overture in your ears.
I sang
you listened...
and wept.
For my song was not
expected...it had no
melody, and the harmony
was flat.
Your tears weighed heavily
as they mixed with
my creative juices,
discovering in your sadness...
truth.
I discerned from emotion
your needs
desires
passions.
What followed enlightenment
was talk...words with no
music, but meaning abounds.
Your heart focused on mine,
your eyes absorbed the shape
of my mouth as
expressions of remorse,
love
desire
formed what became
a most intimate
conversation.

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