2004 Poetry

You ask me how much

i love you, noticing how

your stares can ram the walls

of silence, i searched for words

at the trough of floridness

and in the valley of vagaries

By some means, you noticed

how often i hawed for

words have escaped my lips,

leaving me with nothing

but a timorous tongue

i am before you bare

yet even my bones you seek

if i am to prove to you my love

even heaven and hell would

not be enough

written 2/15/04

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John Jones's picture

Very good poem! I especially like the last verse. This is excellently written, in my opinion; it conveys the message so well with greatly effective imagery. Well done.