with gift of gab upon her lips
just one time, I'd silence her
with lingering kiss, hard-pressed
but still...ne'er's the time she'll ever know
my thought each time, she speaks with me;
for fear's the force of silent spree
I'll settle. . .just to listen. . .
just one time, I'd silence her
with lingering kiss, hard-pressed
but still...ne'er's the time she'll ever know
my thought each time, she speaks with me;
for fear's the force of silent spree
I'll settle. . .just to listen. . .
--Monty
Wheeler
so lovely playful just makes me want to have that kiss .. how many will instantly feel and relate to this wonderful poetry here so visual as the reader I see your words written like I am watching this scene .
ReplyDeleteExcellent weaving of words, Monty.
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