Heart Of The Matter
Deep, The Silent Thought
Early morning reveries fall gently with the rain,
Sweet summer scented melodies surrounding me again,
I hear a voice speak softly from the breeze that passes by,
It speaks of love eternal, a romance that will not die,
I close my eyes and see the face of one I hold so dear,
I hear the gentle words of love he whispers in my ear,
I feel the tender touch of him, his kiss upon my hand,
And deep the silent thought that only he will understand,
I welcome gentle raindrops that fall softly on my face,
They take me to my sanctuary, our secret hiding place,
Where only hearts that beat as one can dance upon the fire,
And lovers, wild and willing, sate insatiable desire.
Linda Harnett, ©2007
(Music … “Let Lovers” by Dr. Deepak Chopra, my Guru)
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Deep, The Silent Thought
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