Love Letter

Hearing you laugh feels like coming home,

And falling into your arms after a long, tired day.

Your voice suspends in the evening air,

And it seems as though I could reach out 

And pluck it, like a blossom from a tree.

There is nothing I would not do for you,

No pain too strong to endure for you.

In the silence of the pastel dawn,

Your love nestles in my weary heart

Like a tiny bird in a silken nest, 

Singing so softly, a devotion lullaby,

Making herself a home.



  • Goldfinch60

    Home is where love is.

  • Fay Slimm.

    Honest and full of delightful imagery this ode to devotion comes home loud and clear to my poetic ear. - - lovely read Seren.

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