Bernadette Langer Poet Free verse

Aria of Love

Arms are still now,
unmoved by silence;
Breath caught--
in an endless tremble.

The blue of eyes
casting shadows--
upon reels of images,
slowly rewinding;

But 'tis my ears--
that suffer so,
deprived of the melody of you;

Of the warmth,
radiating from falling notes--
that once caressed me gently,

or vaulted into octaves--
of wonder
and exhilaration.

And I was carried...
nooooo swept away--
with the joy of you;

Thus the loss of such laughter,
has rendered me stone deaf--
to the voice of beauty,

and mute
to its aria of love...

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