Thou Livest In My Poetry
Thou Livest In My Poetry
~ Jezkoy
~ Jezkoy
Even the simplest-iest words
couldn't term
nor lay any man
much
simpler than you are.
you're si-mpl-y
just the unsaid
tale I long to tell
to feel
to bask
to shelter
|''''. . .my all . . .''''|
from the storms
of blasty yore.
Oh, dear. . .
you're my unsung hymn:
every grain of
your silence
hums the sweetest chorus
that stumps
the nightingale's voice.
Sing the simplest melody into my heart . . .
Let me live as you live yourself--
to let me love you . . .
by letting you
love Him more than
you do to me. . .
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