© Gloria Smith 2010
The best conversations rest not in words
They are born of utter silence
When eloquent emotions scorn mere mortal words
Only the heart makes sense
Only the heart speaks such a language
Only a lover's heart seeks to comprehend it
An unforgettable composition ever written
In weary, longing hearts through time
I wear the words on my finger
Like a diamond ring to say that you are mine
You are the music of my soul
The song I seranade you with
Is the one that makes me whole
It rings out loud and clear
In the hushed silence of lonely nights
Passing years cannot dim its cry
I am lost in the glory of its tenderness
In the bliss of its simplicity
In the night of my remembering
My Heart will sing in tune with yours
Across the shores of time
Our love is written in the sand
Our hearts entwined
I am yours and you are mine
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