A Woman of Words

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In my thoughts and dreams I remember Thee,
And in remembering I give Thee life,
In my mind, my heart, my soul I can see
The One whose absence cuts just like a knife
Unto my deepest and most vulnerable core,
But I remember each second of Thee,
Each breath upon my cheek, each smile and more,
Each russet hair upon Thy head to me
Is a crimson treasure to be safely kept
Inside my chest of muscle, bone and thew,
And though an ocean full of tears I’ve wept,
Though my Love’s worth less than a bronze Sou
to Thee, just a Woman of Words wilt Thee
never be, whilst my Heart beats strong in me.

~O~

Martin G. King © 2014
Image sourced on Google Images (all rights remain with the creator)

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