Come on,
We communicate,
Through the cavernous thoughts of our minds,
We communicate,
Through the tingling endings of our hands,
We communicate,
And our Eyes!
When that Look of Love invades us,
How we communicate!
With the joy of a new Life,
That does all our being, inundate
With Love,
We communicate!
And you are a master of communication through your poetry.
Love changes us the most as we communicate with our inner thoughts, expressing with our eyes that hold the inner core of our feelings. Beautiful write!
essence of our existence.....a communion for which we crave all our lives n when it comes its as if an oasis has been created just for us in the stormy desert of our life...............
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great description on how we do, strangely there are many who do not know how, interesting subject. Thank you Sandra