Unheard

My pen glides in soft gentle strokes upon the paper so white. Like a melody that flows among the breeze. It’s words forming into lyrics like a lovers song. My pen is the light even when darkness is as black as the darkest night. My pen creates the rhythm of harmony. Like hearing a sweet voice singing to the ringing of church bells on a warm Sunday afternoon. My pen is the fantasy that I call melody. It sings out in anger. It sings out in laughter. My pen can write the words of passion and desire. Like two partners so caught up in the moment. Making love by the fire. My pen can write you the words of fact or fiction. Like did you know, that if I I put my heart next to yours, they would soon begin to beat as one? Baby that’s true friction. My pen can write the sadness of grief and sorrow. Like the tragedy in death and weaknesses. Fighting in a war that you know you may not come home whole again. We are not always promised another tomorrow. My pen can write you laughter and love. Like the sweetest honey dripping from the honey comb. The taste of your lips pressed against mine. Your voice calling out to me from above. My pen can take you through the deepest emotions with just each word. My pen writes the poetry that is still unheard.
Written By
Kelli R. Hall
Unheard
@CopyrightKRH12

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I Miss You

Do you know what I miss? The way you would smile at me like we held a secret only we shared. The way your lips tasted like soft white wine after each kiss. Drinking in the smell of your perfume like it was the last scent I would ever smell. Like holding you in my arms as we laid down together at night. Sharing our days and dreams just to each other and promising not to tell. Looking in your eyes and searching for any doubt. I use to find nothing but love. Now I just find nothing but a way out. I miss the way you would laugh at nothing at all. Or just a joke. I miss long nights falling asleep with you. Even though it was just over a phone call. I miss telling you how beautiful you are in every single way. I never missed a moment. I told you every single day. I miss the way you would randomly just be silly or funny. I never needed the sunshine. You already made my life bright and sunny. I miss the way you would make me smile. But secretly just seeing you smile was worth letting go for a while. I miss whispering to you even after you would fall asleep. I don’t know if you knew it, but I told you my darkest secrets so deep. I miss hearing your voice before my eyes would drift and close real tight. Hearing you whisper ever so gently that everything will be alright. But what I miss most of all that my heart can tell so deep with love so true. I miss everything. I miss you.
Written By
Kelli R. Hall
I Miss You
@CopyrightKRH12