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Saturday, May 28, 2011

in voice . . .


in voice

there are no words
i could ever voice
through my pen
or my imaginings
that could ever express
the unending vastness
of love i have for you

in my thoughts
as you dance and linger
there is a song of light
awakening this hunger
this hunger i have to be enjoined
once again

it is not a pain
i can explain
nor a need i can feed
to make it cease

so i lie in my solitude
and embrace the visions
of this lovely wandering
upon the path
of this spiraling bliss
which ushers forth my
amiss-ness

i hear a calling
that of your endlessness
your beauty
your Goddess-ness
and like that of the Ocean
there is a quality you always impart
in spite of the Storms of my life
a quality that is
calm and serene
enchanting me to the beyond
as you preen my countenance
with your Aquamarine lustre
and color

and i lay here
upon this beach
of my quiet stillness
in absence of wasted movements
waiting
anticipating
that day
when your passions
and mine entangle
with an urgent fervency
upon the shores
of our consciousness
and your thoughts become mine
and mine yours

i now can feel your tides
caressing me
overwhelming me
consuming me

and all that i know
of thy love
is but like a grain of sand
upon all the beaches of my dreams

and the voices of the muses
no longer scorn me
for they have warned me
that you are so much more
that i can ever fathom

and your gentle resonance of grace
that abides in my soul
is beyond my embrace of understanding
yet deep within the core of me
i am demanding
to touch that place
to see that face
that i have always longed to kiss
and those lips
that speak of our eternities
and  our never ending bliss

and though this vision
is exclusively that of my own
the reality reclusively eludes me
yet i reach anyway

and though there are no words
i can say
voice
pen
not now
not when
and not then
when we were in heaven
together . . .

i shall always think of your light
and your walk
your touch
and the soft sweet whispering
of your languid voice
as it caresses my dreams
into the potential
that i live for

i shall incessantly implore
my Father
my God
to open that door
that i may speak your name
once again
and let your melody
dance from my soul
to my tongue
and crest the threshold of my lips
with a sweetness
only found
in voice


© 27 May 2011 : William S. Peters, Sr.

3 comments:

Toyin O. said...

WOW, that is all I have to say:)

Lloyd said...

I really enjoyed reading the posts on your blog. I would like to invite you to come on over to my blog and check it out. God bless, Lloyd

W. S. Peters, Sr. said...

i thank each of you for your kindness and your presence . . .
blessings and love to you and your house
bill