You hold me
captive in your quiet
stares. Your arms
reaching out
though they are
still.
And as words
keep their silence,
I hear
your soul’s oration
and your heart’s
whispers.
I allow a tinge
of smile to
paint itself
on my lips.
The sun
is most
captivating
when in its softest
shades.
.
//Sherma E. Benosa
14 September 2008; 12:10pm
captive in your quiet
stares. Your arms
reaching out
though they are
still.
And as words
keep their silence,
I hear
your soul’s oration
and your heart’s
whispers.
I allow a tinge
of smile to
paint itself
on my lips.
The sun
is most
captivating
when in its softest
shades.
.
//Sherma E. Benosa
14 September 2008; 12:10pm
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1 comment:
doing great with your picture inspired poems, huh! me? I can't do that for now. Thanks for the tag, anyway. You tickled the Maestro who is left handed, the left handed words are flowing because of your comment in my blog. Visit him and catch the wor(l)ds.
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