Sometimes when I hear your voice
Fall into my ears like pebbles
Skipping through dark waters,
I feel enlivened as if they
Have stirred the depths of my soul
And shifted stagnant silt to the surface.
I begin, I begin, I begin again.
I stir into wakefulness and thirst
For more of your warmth, your words,
Your voice calling my name, laughing
At me, with me, for me, for you, at yourself too
Because you too have seen the infiniteness
Of our tiny space,
You know the suddenness of our departures,
You feel the raw sweetness of our emotions
And you know that we are one and we are not.
Your words, your voice, the song you sing
When you speak is primordial in its truth.
The song lacks a tune but it is beautiful still.
When I hear its rhythm beneath the cadence
Of your accent, I feel like I have come home.
What you give to me is life.
Like a flower tasting drops of rain
After the harmattan winds pass away,
I have tasted of this love and it grows me,
Fills me with dreams of fertile soils
And lush valleys, of rich seas
And scampering children at the spring.
You did this, you made me breathe again.
You did this, you made me breathe again.
My words may flutter around you
Each and everyday but it is your smile
That makes me speak,
It is the yes in your eyes that makes me
Dare to hold your waist and swing you
Into a lawless dance, an imperfect twirl,
A comical twist, a complete melding of souls.
If I have never said it before
Or you have never heard it before,
Know this; I love you, I love you,
Yes I love you and if you don't love me
As much as I do or not at all
It is fine for I can love alone.
I can love you from a distance.
I can leave your hand and watch you go,
Loving your shadow
Then the echo of your feet.
I can love your memory as well
And whether you stay or not
I'll never forget that I love you
And that for a time, I held you,
Listened to my name on your lips,
Made you laugh and made you dance.
©warpedpoetic, 2019.