Lioness AKA IRISH for Saturday, November 24, 2007

Touch Me With Your Words In your silence you speak so clearly, As soft thoughts adorn blank paper. Creating a masterpiece with your words. With absolute awe I witness your brilliance. Every stanza I read allows expression to leap, From starched page deep into my soul. Your presence fills the room,... Sign in to see full entry.

Loving Eyes Tears trickle from the softness, Of her gentle loving eyes. I try to wipe them dry, But she turns from me. I caused those tears, With words uttered in anger. Would that I could have them back, Unspoken, reconsidered, rethought. She must know I didn’t mean harm, Yet pain radiates from a... Sign in to see full entry.