Listen not to the words I speak
with unsure voice.
The mumbling and stumbling,
that stutters and stammers in shy hesitation.
Instead, I offer the muse these humble hands
create for your eyes.
Poetic thoughts that rhyme and ramble
in sensuous lyric of love and longing.
Verses filled with desire and lustful passion
speaking only to thee.
Listen with your eyes while these fingers create
wistful whispers from within.
For they are the songs from my soul
that sings in harmony with my heart.
That's beautiful. It truly is. Thats all I can think to say.......beautiful.