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A Love Poem

By Jane Tawel

November 29, 2020

*

Your eyes,

Are the color of memories

I thought I had forgotten.

But they light up my dreams

And waking I remember

who I am with you.

*

Your laugh

is rare and stingy;

Like a coin that grows in value,

The longer it is out of circulation.

I hoard the things that I can say

To make your laughter fibrillate to life.

*

Your hands

have seen their share of work

and show the wear of worry.

But gently, gently they caress away

the stress of days gone sideways.

We touch in circles of meaning

And fill what felt so empty.

*

Your arms

Strong from gathering

the provisions of a thousand needs.

We lock arms together

like wrestlers taking on the world

and rocking infant prayers for peace

to sleep.

*

Your heart

Not beating, but ticking to my tocking.

And all the love we ever felt

Timeless, rages

against the seasons and the tides.

*

You —

not in parts,

But part

of the fused soul

We make from two halves.

And sometimes

We

Are whole.

© Jane Tawel 2020

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Still not old enough to know better. Enjoys philosophy, spirituality, poetry, books of all genres.Often torn between encouragement & self-directed chastisement.

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