Voice of Mine

I loved every fiber
of his being...
so much that sometimes,
when our love seemed
too good to be true,
I forgot how to kiss.

Even on strained days
when my mind happened
to be deeply bruised,
his voice blew through
and it was often able
to tolerate my madness.

He was one
of my many blessings
and his kiss of passion
was suddenly the
only thing which
helped me speak.

Without that kiss,
I wouldn't have
this voice of mine.

Reviews

[barleygirl]

This is beautifully conceived & crafted. So many love poems, I get tired of clichés & predictable love scenarios. That's why I love your poem, becuz it's originally stated & it shows love from an unusual viewpoint, using realistic everyday details of a life together. Usually, I'm critical of love described as co-dependent -- that is, one person cannot function without the other. To me, that's not what love looks like. But in your poem, even tho you're saying his kiss has enabled the narrator in many ways, it doesn't come across as co-dependent, but rather just an uplifting friendship-love that makes the other person a better person.

[cimmy wuv xxxooo]

This is a very deep and meaningful poem, quite romantic and sweet.
Unfortunetly I don't really understand the meaning of it, its funny because I still like the poem even though I didn't really understand what this poem was really about.
You are a great writer Emily so keep writing :)

[I Am Svetlana]

Don't worry, I'm also quite unsure of what I was trying to say in this poem...

[cimmy wuv xxxooo]

Haha really?

[I Am Svetlana]

Yeah, I read it through & felt a state of confusion.

[cimmy wuv xxxooo]

Thats a lil weird huh

[I Am Svetlana]

Sometimes, yes it can be a bit odd. I feel like I know what I was trying to say in a way, but also not sure at the same time.

[cimmy wuv xxxooo]

haha :P :P