Your name was carved in my heart
Long before I fell in love
Its sound rolled as velvet in my tongue
Its form gave art to my hand.
And yet, and yet no one knew
About this spell that turns my day
From gloom to magic in a breath
This secret I buried, deep within,
Lest thoughtless ears spirit it away
Leaving myself exposed
To heartbreak and disdain.
How long can passion be suppressed
Until its steam rises to the surface and overflows
My lips shaped the contours of your name
and engraved them in the air
that wherever the wind blows
my love will be there.
MY WALL 
Gorgeous this soulful imagery!
Thank you so much.😊
Lovely, how are you Imelda?
Hi, Arlene. I am doing well, just so busy with other things I rarely have time to blog. How are you? 😊