Colour Dreams - Poetry

Talk Sense to My Heart

I understand as you speak to me
of the feelings that you hold.
And my mind can grasp the reasons
that you give in honesty.
But I just can't make my heart
see that which my mind knows as fact.
And all it knows, all it sees
are the tears that sting my eyes
when a kiss, a touch, a hug
are met with the silence of a smile.
You see, my love,
my heart did promise
that when my arms can hold you,
when my lips can kiss you,
when my eyes can see you,
and when I can give myself to you,
you will feel a rapture 
beyond your most colourful dreams.
But until then, my darling,
my heart has only
the silent whispers
and fleeting joys
that come with every word I see.
If only for you to know,
my heart will simply say
that it is different,
it is patient,
it is kind,
and it is has love,
so much love,
for only your eyes...

blu rhapsody