Louis' poem #4 for a love weekend

[JohnnyBoy]

Hi, another poem (#4 so far in fact ) to get the lovin' feelin' started,
enjoy this one together!


Surely a look.

Surely a look, or breath upon your cheek
Will tell you all. Why should I speak?
Do you love me? A question repeated,
Yet deepest love's so surely seated.

While I share your craving to hear the sweetest song,
Mere words are clouds that harm and do us wrong.
Emotions so real, I feel words break our spell,
to turn our shared Heaven into separate Hell.

Safe in your arms I feel so strong
Yet strangely weak.
Surely a look, or breath upon your cheek
Will tell you all. Why should I speak?

From: ‘Wild Asters’
Copyright 2001 Louis J. Casson, Purple Squirrel Poems,
an imprint of Cryptic Furnace Press, Northampton.


Email Louis the poet on:
johncasson57@hotmail.com