Words are not just words
they are kisses
on the lips of silence
that speak of your essence

Monday, April 11, 2011

Love Birds

Oh how do I kiss thee?
I have no lips
My beak is tough

Oh how do I hug thee?
I have no hands
My claws are rough

I know, I know!
I’ll sing
My song is Love



diane said...

She brings out the essence of your exquisite words Vesna...
Gorgeous post!

Migue said...

Again it made me smile. It's a pleasure to read it.
Thanks for writing things like that.

levent said...

Thank you ! Vesna
for this beautiful post
perfect song ! ( Carmen )

zoe said...

i love this poem! it's so perfect--perfect tone, perfect rhythm, everything!
so happy!!