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How many ways
Can I say to you?
With words
Or silence
The towns square clown seeking your affections
Coldness or warmth
Open your loins of desire
Bare your heart
Let me whisper 
As I enter into you
I am you
You are me
Entwined
In the prison of freedom
The poison of love
The potion of eternal youth
Let me taste your lips
Suckle upon breast
Life 
Lust
Love
My hand like a surgeon
Inside your heart
Mending broken wings

You, with no mask
Me with no words
Silence becomes the tomb
Of our love

Copyright © Arthur Vaso | Year Posted 2014

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Cherl Dunn Date: 11/23/2014 5:10:00 PM Arthur, let me say irst it is good to have you back on the site again, I missed reading your work, enjoyed this work of passion, to whom you write about is one lucky lady, love the part about you being the surgeon and mending the broken wings, so well expressed in this love emtional poem of yours. Thank you also for your comment on the snow stardust poem. I wrote that when a friend asked me to describe snow in words, if I never experienced it before. So Arthur did I get it right my friend. cheri Login to Reply

Tim Smith Date: 11/23/2014 5:11:00 AM Go give her your arms to comfort in my friend Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 5/15/2016 6:42:00 PM Thanks Tim, sorry I was so silent here!

Jan Allison Date: 11/23/2014 4:52:00 AM very deep write Arthur - for some reason I've got the tune fools rush in where angels fear to tread going round my brain now lol great imagery in your poem Arthur:-) Hugs jan xx Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 5/15/2016 6:41:00 PM Thank you, ok ok I am wee bit behind, I know!

Dr. Upma A. Sharma Date: 11/23/2014 3:24:00 AM Lovely expressions prison of freedom n poison of love n the silent tomb of love! Great work Arthur! Login to Reply Arthur Vaso Date: 5/15/2016 6:41:00 PM Better late than never! LOL thank you!