THE PRECIOUS COMMODITY OF YOUR HEART'S SWEETEST RETURN

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JOURNAL # 41

my heart burns from the beauty
of just listening to your voice
there's nothing quite like it
to me
that thrill of hearing your roughly
threaded timber
is just glorious
when compared to all others
they are to my ears
but faceless noise
nor any other eyes do I see
just yours
for 88 heart stopping minutes
you shared the ecstasy of all you feel
where I am concerned
I was enamored
I was intrigued
I was giddily taciturn
verily I say
merrily I am yours
while
'The Precious Commodity
Of Your Heart's Sweetest Return'
belongs solely to me........
(Oct. 7, 2011 144am)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

was speaking to a friend earlier today and she was all a gush over a guy she is crazy about so I took the conversation we had and I wrote this poem about him through her eyes. I'm very pleased with its outcome.

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I could have sworn, you were

I could have sworn, you were writing from your own experience felt. The feelings written here were like first hands, therefore when I read the author's note, I was surprise you described a friend's feeling...

This speaks of the good writer you are... Giving real life and beauty to others' thoughts and feelings ...

Inspiring!


Shye

“ Let the beauty of what you love be what you do."
                                                   ~ Rumi

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I feel bad now, so many times you commented and I ..........

for whatever reason then did not reply now you have been gone from PP for over two years and I have no idea what has happened to you. I just hope it's that you are so busy leading a glorious happy life that you don't have time to reconnect but my gut tells me it's probably not that at all but that something has happened to you. Either way, if that latter is the case then I know you are in a far better place now and I'll see you again one day. Just know that I miss our conversations still to this day, I ever remain your friend, Melissa