The Truth You Taste

When you look at me,
can you hear thunder when I talk
with eyes that watch you taste
a million waves of truth
whispering what I want?
Does it feel like rain
falls upon your heartbeat
like an old friend
and trusted confidant?

It has been said that nothing
can ever be
as elusive as one's thoughts
when you drink in their existence
inside your heart.
All your fears graze your memories
and you lose yourself
on the edge of not knowing
your remotest parts.

Do you treasure beautiful skies
when midnight sits
upon the bridge
that has hidden your lips
from my own
too many times?
Or know that I can see you
growing weary
of the depth of feeling
embracing your heart
inside my rhymes?

There is nothing I could change
if I carried what I want
all alone.
So please forgive me
if you hear thunder when I talk
with eyes that feel like rain
upon your heartbeat,
know day after day,
the truth you taste,
is love's own.

Author's Note

Artist Zancan

Do you ever feel that your distant love grows tired of only reading rhymes? Do you think perhaps they want to kiss your lips instead of read your words of love? I think we can only do what we can and apologize.

Reviews

[Emerald Seas]

"So please forgive me
if you hear thunder when I talk
with eyes that feel like rain
upon your heartbeat,
know day after day,
the truth you taste,
is love's own. "
Exquisite writing!

I have often wondered if my ramblings should be kept to myself rather than posted for all to read. I don't know if a love chooses to read them - or not... so I share. It is a choice to ignore my poetry, or to read it. If they're being read by a particular distant love... I don't know, but if so - I hope they don't cause heartache but a knowledge that they are cared for and cherished - always.

[Rene Velez]

Beautiful prose Neva, such convictions in love are eternal...

[Revery]

'the truth you taste,
is love's own."

Love these lines, passionate write from your heart.

[Coyote Poetry]

Love is real life should be touch and feel. Reading poetry and writing should be for pleasure. I told many I have four kids, two grand-kids and a mean wife. I like the questions raised by this poem.
"Or know that I can see you
growing weary
of the depth of feeling
embracing your heart
inside my rhymes? "
I like the ending to the excellent poem.
Coyote

[Lily Mae]

Then let the lips meet ;) I smiled at this with tears in my eyes.. you got me on this one..xo

[Arthur Henn]

Neva, you are a journal of written word... A canvas of words painted in love... This was a walk through the garden pastel colour... Each word a fragrance of its own.

[Aidz]

I have run out of words neva how about .... good, Im sure I aint used that one

[Kenneth The Poet]

You still rule at this, Neva.

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

This is wonderful touching work. The beauty and elegance in your words embrace the soul. This love almost inspires fear...as one knows to accept it is to never turn back.

[Christina]

Beautiful imagery! This is a gorgeous write.

[*~*Butterfly Kisses*~*]

Wonderfully penned, emotional piece of heart.

~Anna Rose