You Called My Name

Love I met in your eyes
 oh that this world was not so barren
 that I could have yielded as I needed
 silken thread of childlike love
 as it nestled in my heart.

 In my ribcage a dove that sees beyond the horizon
 and a solitary child on a swing it whispers of love
 for love's reason
 and fingers of time that would to undo the weaving
 your tear fell into my eye for the reason of redeeming.

 You sighed and I felt it on my lashes
 tender, forever storms it hushes
 And you in my heart nestling like a child
 clean linen in the window, scent of purity
 and whispers and smile from the distance
 into eternity...

 You called me for no other reason but love
 and the softness of it all, like hand in glove
 fitter the reasons and causes of my whole existence
 Oh, your heart smiles at me as the reflections on my window dance.

 I Love You

 by Deborah Rose