Heart Of The Matter
A Lovers Token
Spending time,
Just writing letters,
Catching up,
With friends neglected,
Let them know,
I'm still around,
Unforgotten,
Underground,
Still busy here,
Behind the scene,
To hell and back,
Is where I've been,
But heaven too,
Has played its part,
To still,
The matters of the heart,
Still beating strong,
In quiet seclusion,
Confusing,
Optical illusion,
Love on hold,
Yet holding fast,
Despite the chill,
The morning blast,
Yes, winter called,
The voice was cold,
The barren trees,
Now growing old,
The morning mist,
Paints perfect hues,
In muted greens,
And pinks and blues,
A pastel pain,
In mixed emotion,
And tendered hearts,
Blush, in devotion.
Walk softly still,
In love unspoken,
A gift of words,
A lovers token.
Linda Harnett, ©2007
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A Lovers Token
A Lovers Token