Your voice is the best music
I've ever heard
I could listen for hours
And not hear a word
Your eyes are like streams
Flowing back to their source
They show me how far
I've strayed from my course
Your face is the sky
Open and free
It tells me a story
Of what was and could be
Your mind is a desert
I'd wander for years
Content to survive
On your smiles and tears
Your body is the soil
That keeps me alive
Blessed and beloved
Within you I lie
Hmmmm. Are you sure THAT's gratitude? ? ? Painful one. Or blissful. Ah, the poet's mind and body can endure SUCH pain! Cheers. Subroto
This brought tears to my eyes~ the depth of this work is magnificent!
And not hear a word, yet it is tho' every word was just heard without any ears or sign of a face throughout all the heavens and internet space.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your voice is the best music I've ever heard Rachel Ann Butler