. . . . . . . did you know that i sit next to you now in the tiniest house of time?

i believe you, your innuendo


you sparkle
with your gift
i slept next to you
last night
you are my wish, you know

and you are mine

where are you now
in this moment
stepping lightly
through misty time
with a fire not forgotten?

you say, don’t rush it
but stay on the edge:
your whisper…

to you i respond, i believe you
my secret:
your innuendo...

it’s time
to open the door
if ever so slightly
to me

i am here
and i knew you
before
i knew you were coming

© r.e.l. 1/28/11

image ‘Through My Window’ by Ron Moss

posted for Poetry Potluck week 20: Peace, Relaxation, Spirituality on Jingle Poetry

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24 responses

  1. “i am here
    and i knew you
    before
    i knew you were coming”

    fantastic….

    January 29, 2011 at 6:52 am

    • timeless ;)

      January 29, 2011 at 6:54 am

  2. I’m becoming a fan of urs.. :)

    January 29, 2011 at 6:56 am

    • you are sweet..

      January 29, 2011 at 6:58 am

  3. Thank you….

    January 29, 2011 at 7:30 am

  4. “i am here
    and i knew you
    before
    i knew you were coming”
    ha! thats great, smart line…

    January 29, 2011 at 5:47 pm

    • thanks for stopping by… i like phrases that seem to twist time… ;)

      January 29, 2011 at 5:49 pm

  5. Yeah, those last lines took my breath away. You sparkle with YOUR gift.

    January 30, 2011 at 8:18 pm

    • i knew before you said it :)

      January 30, 2011 at 8:23 pm

  6. Your poetry and words are truly amazing. I am glad to have come across your blog through the potluck. I have subscribed and truly look forward to reading more.

    January 30, 2011 at 8:19 pm

    • glad my words have inspired you… enjoy :)

      January 30, 2011 at 8:27 pm

  7. Sweet lines… I knew you before I knew you were coming… wow.

    January 30, 2011 at 9:11 pm

    • it’s true ;)

      January 31, 2011 at 6:28 am

  8. Yep, great finishing touch. Like it.

    January 31, 2011 at 4:52 am

    • thanks… felt so right.

      January 31, 2011 at 6:51 am

  9. WOW! This one left shivers running down my spine as I read that last line. Very cleverly done, and a very brilliant piece of poetry! Really enjoyed this piece!

    January 31, 2011 at 8:50 am

    • me too on the shivers… so that’s when i knew i had it right :) thanks so much for your words… i really enjoy your writing too, so your words mean a lot

      January 31, 2011 at 8:51 am

  10. super sweet aND touching…

    Thanks for sharing..

    A+

    January 31, 2011 at 10:24 am

    • thanks, jingle..

      January 31, 2011 at 2:22 pm

  11. Sam

    Magical words…well written

    January 31, 2011 at 11:45 pm

    • thank you… magic is my goal ;)

      February 1, 2011 at 7:10 am

  12. your poems are magical, sweet, gentle and dreamy.

    sometimes we do have to open the door and let our loved one in.

    February 11, 2011 at 3:15 am

    • thanks as usual trisha…
      we always should… ;)

      February 11, 2011 at 9:33 am

  13. Pingback: seeds « my secret innuendo™

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