My beloved,
the words I put to paper
flow through from my heart
to express a love
that transcends
time, space and
the poets of old…..
mere words cannot convey
the longings of my soul…..
the poets of old
cannot convey
the love, the desires, the ecstasies
that I have for you
Their words have zero worth if truth be told
For it is my words that are the gold,
the treasures of my soul.
and for you alone
do they exist….
may I be inspired
by Rumi and Neruda
but take delight in my words
for they reflect the treasures
in my soul
that are yours
and yours alone
as my heart
soley belongs to you….
~♥ ivonne p montijo ♥~© 2013
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