Good Morning...

You are here again...In the middle of my quiet morning. Reaching for love in my
write places...Tell me again the meaning of this...Remind me the
blessing of loving in the pocket of all that exist in the rest when love
isn't as silent as the beloved...Please Mr...Don't whisper...Your voice
is loud...and clear...a way to my heart...hear now...so say it...leave
or stay...remember with me the fresh in our love...our new and clear not
to be mistaken for old and dull...I am not as far gone as love will
have you to believe...there are no boundaries...no turn backs...I am
what you may call free true to my feelings with no apologies...So, have
me hold me hand me over to love completely...Smile again...With heavens
permission...and I shall write you...forever...in my write
places...Here...in the middle of my quiet good morning...


© 2010 Marie Chanté Flowers.