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The Truth Is In the Silence

Slowly I rise out of my dreams As my loved one slumbers forth so trusting, so peaceful in the night I watch the rising of his breath and delight in the closeness of his being Here is the one, the man, the champion of my heart Without this soul where are the boundaries of my heart - where do they stop, where do they start? This love, our love is endless Like the summer breeze that cools you, from the rising heat within As you grasp the reality, the reason The storm of the tempest that is passion As he cares to glance my way once again the fire in my heart soars madly To think this is my love, this is real, this is true The ferocity of my love moves like a storm Ebbing and flowing like the tide Always constant and vibrant, forever alive As the stars in the sky shine and the Moon glows with luminescence So do the corners of my heart When I feel the threads of your outstretched love reach into my being and stroke my inner soul with your unspoken touch This silence of communication, this stillness This is where the truth is.... How real and tender is that which is not said That which is only felt, perceived as true That emanates with a look for no-one else but me and you Within our silence we exist in our treasured truth The truth of love, my blessed one, The truth of life – and how I will always love you

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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