Love is

Love is

the words whispered

an unheard of moment.

Gentle and soft

spoken in sincerity.

A thought that may

ponder the past.

A shadow of the unseen

moment of loves presence.

Truly it is just that

a meaning to define feelings that

are so rarely found meaningless.

Love is the assurance

of ones destiny

to another’s possession of

mind, body and soul.

The memories of this

unspoken sensation.

A sigh

of the minds chaos

to whether or not

the unspoken sincerity

is truly sincere.

Ultimately it captures a soul

so desperate to know its feeling.


Cheryl D Faison

© 2011




~ by Le Sublime Poétesse on June 11, 2011.

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