How much my soul longs to drink fully
How much my soul longs to drink fully the depths of your eyes,
And, my heart can but tremble at the thought of what within them lies.
My hours tread on devoted and ardent, and stray to the tasks of day.
Feasting on the beauty of flowers and the suns every ray.
My moments skip forward sequacious to the coming of gentle night
Stirring and resting within every star and each thread of moonlight.
Just as the light of these heavenly hosts relentlessly trace through the sky,
So too does the memory, touch and warmth of your ever beckoning eyes.
How much my soul does struggle to rest in all miles would disguise.
And my heart can not refrain from its every breath, love, and so sighs.
Alas, my entire being must hold these inner worlds deep where they entwine,
And grant the passing of these two outer worlds weary distance and time.
For How much my soul longs to drink fully the depths of your eyes,
and my heart can but tremble at the thought of what within them lies.
© Brenda D. Baker
However it is truly inspiring when the bridges are crossed once more, and the longing to connect is rekindled. I wish everyone a very inspired, impassioned and romantic Valentine’s Day.