There's something about the way
his eyes will give it all away.
Dark pools of emotion communicate
all he cannot say.
There's something about the way
his lips are always ready for me
to take me to that special place
that I long to be.
There's something about the way
his voice confirms everything will be okay.
His words may be few and far between
but they soothe me in every way.
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In The Name Of Love
Poetry"Come inside this heart of mine, feel the beat to the poets rhyme, words they tumble, spilling pain, tales of woe or love, again." Poems about love, good and bad, real and imagined, sometimes beautiful, sometimes dark but always, always, from the...
