Biography of Silent Soliloquy
Found out, quite by accident, that I had a gift for writing in 2004, and have been writing since then. In those years, however, I've not written a lot; I'd like to think, though, that what I've written and posted has been quality. I much prefer quality over quanity.
If you happen by, I hope you will find something to your liking, and that you will enjoy what you've found.
Silent Soliloquy's Works:
'Eyes of the Poet: Love and Passion in Lasting Splendor'
Silent Soliloquy Poems
He's his own biggest fan Loves the sound of his own voice Never listening, only talking; you don't really have a choice
Could there ever be a greater joy than that experienced by a woman on the day of the birth of her firstborn
Come my love...my only love Look deeply into the emerald waters of my eyes, where your reflection shimmers in these twin, limpid pools See the passion unbridled I can no longer contain,
Like a warm, spring rain your laughter falls around me, washing away the dust from my dry, parched spirit;
Read My Lips
Move closer love, and read my lips Trace them with your fingertips Endless feelings bring to bear Those timeless words that linger there
How long this need, restrained beyond the limits of all tolerance, consumes my every waking thought. The fear of what is beyond that
My New Addiction
I have a new addiction 'PoemHunter' its name I fear no contradiction For others feel the same
The Distance Between Us
The distance between us is greater than the miles that separate us; for we both know that a love between 'May and December' can never be
Her hair was like sunlight, framing a face that could only have belonged to an Angel.
If You Knew
If you knew the hours spent Longing for your touch; The days and nights I've Dreamed of you
Her hair was like sunlight,
framing a face that could only
have belonged to an Angel.
Perfectly formed brows hovered
over chocolate brown eyes that
sparkled with the excitement of
youth, and the promise of possibilities.