Oh How She Speaks To My Soul
Special days and holidays such as Valentine's Day and birthdays have many meaning, but for me they are another day to pay tribute to the woman in my life whom I treasure.
I wrote and recited this poem to my wife as a special way to communicate my love and appreciation.
Poetry is a diverse art form that is as unique and ancient as all of humanity.
It allows for endless forms of composition that can be read, song and exhorted with voice tones intended for interpretation.
There is no better way to capture the beauty of a relationship than with the language of poetry.
The many qualities of the one you love can be defined, or examined or re-discovered through a poetic process that continues to emphasize its meaning with every read.
Poetry is a wonderful way to capture the unspoken emotional, mental and spiritual essence of a relationship.
I hope this piece encourages every man not to let an opportunity go by to tell his special someone how much she means to him.
Every woman is a treasure and should be treated as such.
Oh How She Speaks To My Soul Oh how she speaks to my soul The whisper of her flattering invocation Awakens my spirit, as a bellowing to mine ears.
The firm continuance of her love As a sweet cedar has no demise The pleasure of her fruit will never spoil.
Oh how she speaks to my soul Her presence makes my face to shine Clear as the sun at noonday, my countenance is revived by her smile.
The condescension of my bold demeanor Secretly pleading to be entertained by her invitation While my soul longs to enter the chamber of her communion.
Oh how she speaks to my soul The influences of her bosom, is bodily refreshing Diffusing the sensational fragrance of moist exhilaration.
I praise her, my love, my friend, my companion Her kiss is better than wine Her teeth enameled as studs of precious pearls.
Oh how she speaks to my soul Her image that is stamped in my mind Is but a faint imperfection of truth.
Her eyes are guided by innocence As the morning is clothed with fresh dew The preservation of her jewels makes my soul leap.
Oh how she speaks to my soul The assurance of her warm embrace Is more delightful with time.
The ripeness of her affection, the swiftness of her motion The beauty of her branches will never wither Her roots are planted in my soul.
Dedicated to my wife of 15 years Your are worth the effort my treasure!
I wrote and recited this poem to my wife as a special way to communicate my love and appreciation.
Poetry is a diverse art form that is as unique and ancient as all of humanity.
It allows for endless forms of composition that can be read, song and exhorted with voice tones intended for interpretation.
There is no better way to capture the beauty of a relationship than with the language of poetry.
The many qualities of the one you love can be defined, or examined or re-discovered through a poetic process that continues to emphasize its meaning with every read.
Poetry is a wonderful way to capture the unspoken emotional, mental and spiritual essence of a relationship.
I hope this piece encourages every man not to let an opportunity go by to tell his special someone how much she means to him.
Every woman is a treasure and should be treated as such.
Oh How She Speaks To My Soul Oh how she speaks to my soul The whisper of her flattering invocation Awakens my spirit, as a bellowing to mine ears.
The firm continuance of her love As a sweet cedar has no demise The pleasure of her fruit will never spoil.
Oh how she speaks to my soul Her presence makes my face to shine Clear as the sun at noonday, my countenance is revived by her smile.
The condescension of my bold demeanor Secretly pleading to be entertained by her invitation While my soul longs to enter the chamber of her communion.
Oh how she speaks to my soul The influences of her bosom, is bodily refreshing Diffusing the sensational fragrance of moist exhilaration.
I praise her, my love, my friend, my companion Her kiss is better than wine Her teeth enameled as studs of precious pearls.
Oh how she speaks to my soul Her image that is stamped in my mind Is but a faint imperfection of truth.
Her eyes are guided by innocence As the morning is clothed with fresh dew The preservation of her jewels makes my soul leap.
Oh how she speaks to my soul The assurance of her warm embrace Is more delightful with time.
The ripeness of her affection, the swiftness of her motion The beauty of her branches will never wither Her roots are planted in my soul.
Dedicated to my wife of 15 years Your are worth the effort my treasure!