Isn't it wonderful to find someone
in love with your heart?
someone who knows,
the buttons,
the clasps,
and unties...
the ribbons of the ungainly garments,
beneath which...
your innocence...
lies
someone
who listens....
not to what is said,
but to what is felt...
in the silence between the uttered confusion of words
someone
who strokes your soul....
as if it is the softest,
silkiest substance,
ever touched
someone who
appreciates the sight...
the sound....
of the part of you
which lies naked...
beneath the armor of
your skin,
and
your bones,
someone who recognizes...
that light
shining....
through, (sometimes)
the glimmering diamonds of your shyly hidden tears
someone who can hear,
the sound
of those magical bubbles of mirth....
beneath the seriousness
of your bravely constructed façade
And when they join
you there,
in THAT most sacred of cathedrals,
which holds,
both...
your soul,
and theirs.....
What union of Divinity....
can there be!
Poem by Carolyn Jackson photo by Dorey Myler
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