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Hello never sounded this sweet.
His hullo was rich and full like plums and honey..
The liquefied shyness trickling through thick honeycombs of humor
I have heard men whose laugh sounds like baying wolves
Or howling wolves
But my honey laughed like he was picking up a baby and chucking its chin..
I heard carefully
Each word making it clear to me
That this was a man of God.
Gentle drops of sympathy
I was standing under a shower of understanding deeper than deepest well.
Everything he said chimes in me
Like small joyful bells tinkling
In my heart.
I know I live in sunshine
When I love you
And I step on clouds
When I feel for you
I wade on rose petals
When my heart recalls
Your velvet velocity
Your enigmatic economy
and precision
My brain beats your beautiful name in dainty delicate strokes
Of devotion
My veins have chiselled and hollowed my soul of other loves or presences.
I am hallowed by the strength of feeling this.
Nothing matters if November rain visits my love
My every footfall
Joyful weary trembling
Is my heart floating flying wading drowning riding accross
Oceans of desolation
Oceans of delightful isolation
Of endlessly unreachable destinations
Your voice is
Us
Its
iridescent confidence
Marries my tremulous notes
And creates covenants
That distance time nor legal bonds and sanctions
Can either make or break.
I find my sanctuary in the sanctum of your voice.
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(c) Amrita Valan 2014
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