"Like a Balalaika"...
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When the beach is empty, like it is today, after a brief rain
I find myself, my mind ablaze, there's so much room to run and play
And even though I can't give you praise, I can watch you in the waves
Your eyes, the sunlight reflected, in the blue of this summer day
Your movement, in the persons that walked here, just the other day
Flowing by me on the scent of the rain, that took my secrets away
I know you try to remind me not to be so secretive, to trust in you
I'm constantly reminded by the things that you do, that I trust you too
And so in passing time on the beach this way, you ARE my reflection
You're my material, the stuff of clay, molding your memory into my perfection
Because it's how I always see you, in the center of my silence
It's how I always feel you, through the center of your shyness
A riveting conversation, that lifts us far beyond simple words
In this refreshing after-rain, you're the song I've never heard
Like a BALALAIKA, you rush music through my veins
Composing a dedication, to the foreword in my brain
And as we analyze the situation, we conclude this Love is real
But not unless the truth is told in this, the symphony of how we feel.....
Tony Taylor (Chicago)
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Dear Tony, i just lost a full comment here right in the last sentence but this is such a lovely write to your beloved Cheri that I must try once again. Starting with your heart ablaze you continue to emotionally caress your beloved in such beautiful imagery and embracing her with how precious and central she is to you in love you experience in reflecting upon her.
"Your eyes the sunlight reflected in the blue of this summer day". "You ARE my reflection "
"molding your memory into my perfection. "”. " in this refreshing after the rain you are the song I have never heard"
" Like a Balalaika, you rush music through my veins " " this Love is real "
" the symphony of how we feel ". Wow ! This has played the three strings og her heart amd she sang back through her loving beautiful response ! This is magnificent love flowing through both of you in such torrents of expressive love and devotion and bonding of two precious hearts in love. It is so divinely exquisite and the beauty shines from Father God's heart that joined you in spirit and fullness of your truly loving souls. It is a privilege to know you dear friend and witness this happening. Love Always to both you dear Tony and dearest Cheri his sweet Beloved. Xxxooo. Your friend in spirit and prayers , Kate :)
WOW!! KATE!!.....I cannot believe these amazing comments you've been leaving lately.......it's as though GOD has just lifted your spirit and is pouring out through your pen........fantastic comment my friend.......I don't know how to thank you for this Kate (Alice)..........love to you sweet soul.........smiles.......T xx
What a beautiful piece T` and I was thinking the same thing as Cherie with the strings, you Cherie and God are each a string on that beautiful instrument and you`re spreading love and harmony to all who listen. I would love to hear you play your guitar and Cherie to play her violin that would be wonderful! your very own concert performance for us all. Cherie you`ll have to get the violin out now and practice like I told you on one of your poems sweety. Now you have no excuse hee hee!!! I love you both so much. G xx
YAY!!! G.........I knew you'd like this write.......so happy you responded this way.........got the music in me, la, la, la,...........smiles...........T xx
I loved it. G xx