tell me how you do it
remaining
still
yet luring
silent…
pulsing
as a mystery
i asked for long ago
you know
i prefer no answer
because i know you
are not done yet
telling the truth
and are as honest
as the way
you were
when i first knew
in that fine moment
that with you
how could you not
be a secret…
you sighed through the sky
and i heard you say that
i’m still here
you are priceless
© r.e.l. 2/2/11
image “Lamp” by dab
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Posted for Poetry Potluck week 21 (2/6-2/12/11)-Aims, Goals, Ambitions on Jingle Poetry
my secret innuendo® 
just splendid. beautiful poem. your poems are true delight for mind, soul and heart.
thx, trisha… i’m glad you are touched by what touches me
This is unbelievably good. I don’t know what else to say. It went right to the heart.
😉 thanks, carl.. i wait until it goes to my heart too before i post 😉
“You sighed through the sky.” Geeze Louise, what a gorgeous jumble of words.
thanks… i like that idea too 🙂 glad you did.
ohhhhh
I’m so touched
“I’m still here
you are priceless”
Got to remember that
🙂
you are, don’t forget it 🙂
You are priceless.//in this space.. perhaps my first visit.. loved it here.. do visit to bless my 200th post..
thank you… i will 😉
“you are priceless” … what a fabulous line. Hope this poem is appreciated by the one of whom it is written. Well done.
that person doesn’t know about it 😉 but i think it’s a priceless piece of work … thanks for visiting
“when i first knew
in that fine moment
that with you
how could you not
be a secret…”
that is achey and lonely.
achey and lonely and priceless 🙂