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Words might fill the silence1
but I would rather hear your breath
as in comfort you sleep,
after we have whispered hopes
and longing against the pillow
we share. All those words we speak
as if our tongues are the host
and tears are the wine of communion
taken at the altar of our union.
Our love absolves us of sin
and sorrow. Our strength
renews as kisses silence mouths
when we swallow the eucharist
and set down the empty cup
that defines2 our redemption.
Dream in this after silence
as I whisper thanks and worship
each unspoken word you breathe.
1Separately Together, by Tristesse2 ©2006
2Notes found written to..., by unpredictablebijou ©2007.
I hope you will take this as a compliment. The poem isn't my cup of tea, yet I appreciate its beauty.
....I took the time to look back over the past few days to find this lovely work full of grace and tenderness. You spun gold again, girl!
Tess
You never cease to surprise me. This a very good poem. It makes me feel warm reading it. BravO.
As trite as this may sound, it's all that I can offer: "Beautiful."