Thursday, June 17, 2010

whatever you don't say

Oh, beloved friend
how I love your words!

Whatever you say to me is,
like rain is to the crops.
They are music to my ears.
They are roses in the yards of love.
They are delight to my body and my soul.

But radiant one
whatever you don’t say
Enter my heart
And dazzle me like flash of thunder, like beam of light.

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