Language of Love

Language of Love.
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In language of love
so gentle and beautiful:
sweet words singing
sustenance to my soul.
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You redeem my heart
from its sleepy prison,
awakening it to dew
of new morning's dawn
as the warmth of love
like the rising sun, disperses
night's foggy cocoon.
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Like a cymbal's bell,
love announces its call.
You, handsome stranger
with soft words like
silken thread, weave into
the fabric of my being;
bringing in a bouquet of
gladness and peace, as to
my heart your love does
give honey in song of love.
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Lifted in love's radiance,
I tremulously melt into
the softness of your touch,
contentedly wrapped with
you in love's sweet embrace.
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audee
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in 3rd stanza, I change the "does give" to "gives". ` audee
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Beautiful poem written here, I am awed!~Silhouette
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Yes, there are some honey sweet lines in this one: "words like
silken thread, weave into the fabric of my being" Very nice. -jeffh