Words Talk Why Utter Them? I Love You , More

A second attempt to understand, perhaps
For that I had to go home, home.
Gradually gaining insight into those things of the heart
These things too often have nothing to do with logic LOL
‘It is obvious,’ they thought
And I’d smile
‘She is so smart’ I thought, ‘She will understand, undoubtedly’
And I remember we used to LOL; the pitch of her voice resonating in my ear,
‘Do you listen to our laughter?’ I asked knowing I’ll get no answer.
I looked into her eyes for the first time, the universe’s call.
Her eyes, the gateway to pure bliss.
To her voice, I’ll be calm
Drunken by our togetherness, I praised God for Love
God Is Love and I’d found Love
I Love.
‘But what is this thing called Love,’ I said to myself
‘Don’t think Love, be Love, feel Love, act Love, enact Love’ I heard
‘It is so true…’ I replied back
‘Just a word you say?’ I asked
‘You ask too many questions’ I heard
My Heart beat, b e a t s…I am still alive, for Love is life, and living is loving something,
someone. Either one or the other, and at times the two and how could it be any other way I
wonder?
‘A Sigh’ I heard
‘You’re right sigh but listen’ I requested
‘A New story has to be told but in which words?’ I uttered
‘Even time will not be able to delete this one’ I thought

There are no silent thoughts’ I heard
I did not listen to this one; I had to tell my story
‘The thoughts always have a voice’ I heard again
It was becoming noise, so I closed my ears
Then they fleeted in myriads and in their several attires, words
‘I love the one she wore yesterday’ I thought
‘Which one?’
‘A lovely blue dress’ I said ‘If only you could see her, she was so lovely in it’
‘You know dresses and colours suits her well’ I said smiling
‘Which words? ’
‘They’re coming, be patient’ I said
I paused, closing my eyes in the delight of her presence
‘Her Presence?’ I heard
‘Yes, she is ubiquitous!’ I exclaimed with a grin on my face
I paused again, and Time went by, gazing at me with furry, Time my eternal foe.
‘The hands of Time are shattered, I shattered them! ‘I thought ‘why is it coming back?’
‘Could you wait for me, please?’ I said
‘Who should wait for you?’ I heard
‘She’d understand’ I said slowly ‘I told you she is smart, didn’t I?’
‘The past is strong but the Future is strongest’ I then whispered into her left ear
‘Give me your hands’ I requested
Her beautiful short-thick fingers, then became entangled into mine,
Her smile, sunshine!
Her warmth a balm
Silence reigned over the bliss of our instant and I could listen to her heart beat
I was home
She‘d love a hug and I‘d love to hug her
‘I miss you’ I thought in the silence of my mind 

She’d love more and I’d give it all to her, of course I’d what do you think?
Yet, we had our pace, like dancers we moved to our  own music , to our rhythm ,slowly, each
movement  getting better and better to perfect harmony.
‘We communicate!’ I’m not sure you can understand that I said slowly
‘So if I can’t understand why are you telling me these things?’ I heard
‘Listen, how can you listen if you are not silent?’ I said loudly
‘When I’m moving fast she’ll slow me down me and vice-versa’ I said
‘She knows how to hold and carry me’ I added
‘I understand her movements in space; I am always ready to hold her in all cases’ I still said
‘She is such a good dancer better than me in all cases’ I thought smiling
‘Yet together we dance so well’ I thought smiling
‘She is real!’ I exclaimed proudly
I’d closed my eyes and I’d counted the words in my mind, words-numbers. I call them.
They were in numbers but one stood out more than the rest, two rather!
Love and her name.
‘What is her name?’ I heard but I did not listen
My story was told: I Love Her.
‘She knew, she knows to me that is all and it is All! ‘I concluded, elated
‘Words Talk Why Utter Them?’ I heard
‘I love You, More.’ I slowly uttered these words as I feel asleep Home

Words Talk Why Utter Them? LOVE

I wonder why I use words

To Talk Loud my fears

Or To say Loud my desires

Both Belong To Me

To caress the minds of mortals

Or to strip their clothes off

Beautiful agony

I Love, I used Too and Now?

"In the Silence of his mind he thought"

Yet I know Deep within me,

In the abyss of my soul

That the beauty of it all resides In One word

Love.

Perhaps I still Love.

I think so too.

That is why I am here

So why these words?

Arts Work By Timothy Goodman and Jessica Walsh  http://fortydaysofdating.com/

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