Sunday, September 08, 2013

Rumi Alert

I want to see you.

Know your voice.

Recognize you when you 
first come round the corner.

Sense your scent when I come
into a room you're just left.

Know the lift of your heel,
the glide of your foot.

Become familiar with the way
you purse your lips
then let them part,
just the slightest bit,
when I lean in to your space
and kiss you.

I want to know the joy
of how you whisper
" more".


thank you, Peggy


aspiritofsimplicity said...

oh that's beautiful

Dawna said...

Very nice indeed

Lynn said...

I love this poem by Rumi and pretty spectacular photo..

Ghadeer said...

Anything by Rumi <3