In the Stillness

Still your mind.
The silent echo you hear,
in your depths,
is my love
spilling from my life
in a language
mystery comprehends.

Still your heart.
The warm pulse you feel,
through your veins,
is my passion
renewing itself
on the essence
that is you.

Still your soul.
The quiet strength you perceive,
in your spirit,
is my confidence
growing each day
in the woman
that you are.

Still your being.
The gentle touch you sense,
across your skin,
is my presence
remaining lovingly
with you          
in my absence.

by Brian Shivers


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