Windows Of A Longing Heart Poem by Walter Sanson Lotilla

In silence...
... I gasp in awe in the still of the night
The evening breeze passes fragrantly by...
Yet the cold spell unfelt...
... in marvel of stars aglow

In silence...
... my mind drifts amongst the roar of a murmuring brook
I see its wave continuously dance...
Yet I know not its next shape
I threw a pebble, wishing something...
Yet I dare not see the ripples end

In silence...
... Our eyes meet in the calm of a new dawn
Words spoken only in the heart's recess...
I gaze in her eyes in the midst of my own reflection
Time stood still in the warm melodies of yesteryears...
Still it hides not the staccato of a trembling heart
... Suddenly a smile reveals... a beauty... so tamed
A sight to behold profoundly in the windows of a longing heart...
Enchanting my moments of solitude
... Our lips touch in blissful harmony
Rivers of love unceasingly flow...
Wishing no end to its magical embrace...
Breaking the last... the last solitary chain's vestige
... My dear beloved... my heart's delight
Where art thou many summers gone?
... Now... I see only your lovely image deep within me
The warmth of your touch... I miss so dearly
... Perhaps the tomorrow beyond will unfold...
... in hope... in blissful anticipation...

In silence...
... a question is ask...
... forever