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connection, love, memory, nature, passion, reason, restless, spirit, truth, understanding, wandering

was said
there’ll be another time
I wonder if that’s true
when I will find you waiting here
when I shall come to you
when I will read
and you will write
our words will spill the same
how many lives may pass as none
to wonder why we came
you feel it now
I know it’s real – this longing in my soul
was made for words
and words will come
how is that you know
I read it once – you taught me well
how could that ever be
another time – another bed –
a place of destiny
there are words
and there are words
that’s how I’m bound to you
as breath to breath
as earth to sun
I know this much is true
I’ll find you when
we next begin
as love
somewhere
we dream
I love that smile
it’s been a while
through times of disbelief
you knew me then
and now again –
the smell of burning leaves
would rivers know
the way to home –
or long for something more
than places still remembered
where love was passed
before
Stunning, soul poem….I love this!
O, Linda, I am so glad. I posted yesterday and most of today while I was at class, I wondered whether it was understood. I should have known you would. Thank you. ~ My love always, Bobbie
Such passionate words that embrace the deepest of feelings and longing! The magic you weave in your words is so very spellbounding…it embraces and captures the breath of the reader leaving them blissfully lifted. I can feel the touch of the heart of your poem…it is so beautiful, and soothing to engage and enjoy! Your poems never cease to amaze me as like a fine aged wine…they only get better Bobbie!
*blushing* Thank you, Wendell. Your kindness humbles me. Truly…….thank you. ~ Much best, Bobbie
Tenderly drawn…
Peaceful weekend
Mira, as always, I am delighted when you find a place in my words (and in my heart). Thank you so much! ~ I hope your weekend is wonderful! ~ Much love, Bobbie
“There are words, and there are words…”
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Loved this, Bobbie…, beautiful, sensitive, romantic !!!
Happy Saturday,
~xo~ Paul
Thank you, Paul. I am so very glad you like this…… xo ~ Bobbie
To me the smile and the smell of leaves would say much more than the words. Words are an unreliable currency at best. 🙂
I totally agree. I was done at the leaves! 😀 Thank you, Seb. ~ Love, Bobbie
Lovely, beautiful, timeless. Soft and deeply touching as a whisper. Love this, Bobbiel
I am so glad, Dee. Thank you for the grace that is your presence in my life. ~ My love, Bobbie