Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Sensitive Soul

Beautiful love, beautiful affection -
The sensitive soul this must know;
The heart runs in depths unseen -
Depths that continuously grow.

Aching, wanting, knowing not -
Matched depths so desired;
Love that is felt so deeply -
This love cannot be acquired.

To pour only the purest love -
A heart without prideful ego;
No reason for feeling any fear -
Naught, except to feel its flow.

Basking in equal depths -
Deep beneath the spirit of here;
Lost in a world beyond beautiful -
Every time you are near.






2 comments:

Unknown said...

Fresh poem!beautifully arranged.Thanks Beth.

Unknown said...

Absolutely beautiful