words
the mystery they speak
bridging
one heart to another
timelessly
growing with age
creating a touch
that floats to you
in a mist
reaching the same space
touching you
there, on the edge
where you lie
© r.e.l. 12/26/10
**this post is for Poetry Potluck Week 17 Journey and The Road Ahead (1/9/11-1/15/11) on Jingle Poetry
my secret innuendo® 
touching the edge where you lie…
when you touch you feel
when you feel you breathe
when you breathe you grow bigger
when you grow bigger you expand your heart
Come touch the edge of my heart.
franco sastre
the edge is the best place… 😉
You have a very beautiful blog! The poem is so peaceful and soft – lovely.
thank you much… glad to have you visit..
Words are amazing. So many words, so many different languages…
the endless number of ways to express…
Absolutely lovely…words can touch one in ways nothing else can 🙂
i think so too… glad you agree 🙂
hi rob…this poem is so…i don’t know how to explain..happy holiday
so timeless 🙂
happy holiday to you too…..
A wonderful poem.
thank you..
love words,
lovely expression on them…
Thanks for sharing.
A++
you rock.
i appreciate your comments, jingle
Touching the edge ever so softly, finding the right words to soothe. Beautiful.
yes, ever so softly
There is nothing left for me to say, the previous comments say it all. Beautiful, creative! Keep writing!
thank you… words do have such power to create a world… don’t they 😉
Hello, how are you?
Simply want to check out on you and offer you our greatest appreciation for your support to potluck poetry. You rock!
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i’ll be there 🙂