By Roland E. Williams


With my mouth dry, my throat hoarse

And I’ve said all known words of love

Yet my heart wishes to invent more words to say

With no tears left to shed and my soul coarse

And I’ve done all the things you do for love

My mind is embittered now you’ve gone away

With my mind, soul and body all being yours

And I’ve felt all these deep feelings of love

My soul grows more confident each time I pray


Published by In The SpotLyght Global Feature Magazine

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