Tuesday, December 17, 2013


I like the way you come to me
So far away and yet so near
You whisper soft against my ear
A winter-night soliloquy

I like the fire in your eye
The way you look, just standing there
Etched tender on the frost-keened air
You warm the dark with summer’s sigh

I like the way time cannot steal
The fellowship of memories
Where you and I like midnight’s breeze
Dance soft and slow on winter’s field

I like the way you touch me, dear
The silence would be crass and cold
But for the echoes that unfold
In white moonlight against my ear

© Janet~


  1. Such a beautiful piece. I like the way it is:-).

  2. Thank-you Vandana, wishing you and yours a Merry Christmas!

  3. Que lindo! Me vi nessa poesia, vi o meu amor!


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