Unknown to you,
The depths you have stirred.
The fire you have ignited in my bones.
Unknown to you,
The longing that was my company.
The emptiness I called home.
Unknown to you,
Without touch
You have aroused
A sleeping soul.
Jan10
Unknown to you,
The depths you have stirred.
The fire you have ignited in my bones.
Unknown to you,
The longing that was my company.
The emptiness I called home.
Unknown to you,
Without touch
You have aroused
A sleeping soul.
I love this poem. It reminds me of Robert Pinsky. Just fantastic work. This part is beyond astounding: “Unknown to you, / Without touch / You have aroused / A sleeping soul.”
You are too kind;-) Thank you very much!
You’re welcome. Loved reading this one.