When you close your eyes
do you know
what it is dawning
as a torchlight on the silver glass
of your soul?
Does your heart like mine
throb with words
crying out to breathe life
into the darkness of your world
and for once,
be understood by all?
If our words could stand up
and dance in the light
of a moon shining on love
they could be loud enough
for others to learn.
Until everything said
played out in a scene of seconds
full of trust, never ending
or needing
to be discerned.
My heart speaks the language
that your heart understands.
Our thoughts
are one and the same.
Your heart too,
speaks the language
my heart understands.
Each of our words
cries out to breathe life
into the darkness,
oh......
if only they could dance.
Mar 20, 2012
Mar 20, 2012 at 3:39 PM UTC
When you close your eyes
do you know
what it is dawning
as a torchlight on the silver glass
of your soul?
Does your heart like mine
throb with words
crying out to breathe life
into the darkness of your world
and for once,
be understood by all?
If our words could stand up
and dance in the light
of a moon shining on love
they could be loud enough
for others to learn.
Until everything said
played out in a scene of seconds
full of trust, never ending
or needing
to be discerned.
My heart speaks the language
that your heart understands.
Our thoughts
are one and the same.
Your heart too,
speaks the language
my heart understands.
Each of our words
cries out to breathe life
into the darkness,
oh......
if only they could dance.
Copyright ©2012 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
For my dear friend in India Maini Sk I generally am known to write poems of romance. Not this one...this is about the universal language of love and trust and peace that is in all the hearts of mankind. If we only try to listen to one another perhaps our words will dance.
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