Lovers Poem

this moonlit night, beneath the stars throughout
I ask you dear, how it is me, you love
pray I lend not to, frustration thereof
for I know that your love flows so devout
and be it true I seek, but do not doubt
tho’ yearn for the knowledge of quiet doves
who’s wisdom allows them to soar above
yet rest in the beliefs, they find en route

Eye to eye, unspoken words speak to me
as you express souls en-twined together
I too feel the beat of a single heart
and sense a love that extends forever
one soul we share, which two spirits feed free
one destined soul growing, from heaven’s start

Lisa Willhite
Quiet Doves by Lisa Willhite @FamilyFriendPoems

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