Call Out
It is the pleasing duty of the poet,
to offer lines that can reach to many,
to those that share his views and passions,
and for lovers to recall when they have any,
quiet moments to share together and linger in the glow,
that only they can ever know in its fulsome depths,
which in their full hearts and minds will ever show.
So call out to your loved ones,
let them know just how you feel,
don't hesitate to quote the bards,
who caught such passions ever real
as to make your heart beat faster,
while you grasp the picture in your mind,
of the one you do truly live for,
yes, the love you know to be so kind...
©Rhumour
January 23rd 2012
Noetic-fret!
Mon 23rd Jan 2012 22:53
Aye Man Dave,
'hear hear' great poem.
best wishes
mike
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