Secret
Posted on Oct 20th, 2009
by
Shanti
If I told you
you couldn't believe me.
I wanted it to be sticky.
in the middle of the night
half fast awake,
but dreaming nevertheless
we felt so real,
mutually exclusive
of the god in your top pocket
listening with everything
under your held breath,
It's not like I could help it
if I could.
and I want you to know
what not even I know,
and then you could tell me
how much you Love me
and I would know it was true.
you couldn't believe me.
I wanted it to be sticky.
in the middle of the night
half fast awake,
but dreaming nevertheless
we felt so real,
mutually exclusive
of the god in your top pocket
listening with everything
under your held breath,
It's not like I could help it
if I could.
and I want you to know
what not even I know,
and then you could tell me
how much you Love me
and I would know it was true.
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omg, I absolutely love your “secret”, Shanti.
Psst, my secret too…..”I wanted it to be sticky
in the middle of the night
half fast awake,”
:))
What a lovely poem.
Hugs. U rock!
and I want you to know
what not even I know,
and then you could tell me
how much you Love me
and I would know it was true.
wow!
Thanks beautiful Ladies, tis an honour and a privilege to wow and rock your worlds. :) Sharing secrets with you guys is fun!
I'm with Nicole…
Wow !!!
So Beautiful… like telepathy… allowing sooo much coherance to a single soul.. that it fades off all other voices except of the lover…
Ofcourse twins have this thing; and even parents and their children have this link at times…
but Wow… Just exactly how i feel when i say the things to my love…
She listens to me and says; “how did you know that… that i think like that too ?? ”
:-)
There is an Australian aboriginal saying I have heard: that says that Two minds can communicate directly when there is nothing they wish to keep hidden.
Maybe when we are completely open nothing is impossible!
Shanti, every day I am blown away by the depth of connection between Robert and me. I am starting to believe that anything is indeed possible!
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
O no, it is an ever-fixèd mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wand'ring bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Thanks for the Amazing Shakespeare Nicole.
Love is so much deeper than we can think.
Forever blessings of happily ever after to you and yours!
Shanti, love the new picture! Thanks, Robert and I are doing very well together - going deeper and deeper each day into building our life - much love