My Peace

Everything has its time

There’s a peace

in loving you

that words can’t hold

a sweetness

that feels like

forever resting in your arms

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Can I tell you why?

Can you remember the last time

someone listened to your soul?

Not your words

but your actual soul?

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It was a colleague at work

who spoke these words

read on some social media posting

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I smiled broadly for

I can actually say my lover does

It is so strange

how I met her later in life

yet she takes the time to listen

to give of herself

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Why did I fall in love with her?

It was because

she took the time

to firstly to see my soul

buried under all the rubbish

that life piled on top

Then

to listen to my soul’s voice

then make those desires

come alive

within me