The One Who Fits My Heart
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| image with thanks via Iraj Jahanshahi on facebook |
audio of poem
soft light of early morning
pours through an august cloud veil
trees and plants stand erect
bursting green from days of rain
in secret chambers somewhere
butterflies stir languidly from slumber
while birds risen early chase each other
in pairs, like laughing children
i miss the one who isn’t there
the one who fits my heart
the one who makes light glow
makes my breath stop and start
then suddenly, it comes instead
and turns my lips in upward bend
the loving caress of the ocean breeze
its soothing touch, a cherished friend
15th august 2010
image with thanks via Iraj Jahanshahi on facebook
pours through an august cloud veil
trees and plants stand erect
bursting green from days of rain
in secret chambers somewhere
butterflies stir languidly from slumber
while birds risen early chase each other
in pairs, like laughing children
i miss the one who isn’t there
the one who fits my heart
the one who makes light glow
makes my breath stop and start
then suddenly, it comes instead
and turns my lips in upward bend
the loving caress of the ocean breeze
its soothing touch, a cherished friend
15th august 2010
image with thanks via Iraj Jahanshahi on facebook
for a copy of "Set My Heart On Fire" in pakistan nalayn publications
in South Africa intent publishing
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