The Subtle Shades of Meaning

A poem of nuances

It seems at times between the lines
the meanings in the gleaning
neat nuances aligned with signs
the subtle shades of meaning.

Expressed in words often heard
the power of the pencil
way below my senses stirred
my mood is instrumental.

The wind and air often dare
to sing a song of love
in a world beyond compare
a hand inside a glove.

The love we have is liquid
it flows within my veins
it seems that I’m addicted
combustible in flames.

The past is poised and disappears
as I fall in love with you
tears are music to my ears
I feel the morning hue.

Past the fast and furious
into soliloquy
mystified and curious
your presence stays with me.

Before the door was open
it whispered as it closed
then the words were spoken
and my life was transposed.

It seemed like I was dreaming
a love that’s meant to last
the subtle shades of meaning
are simply unsurpassed.

©

David Rudder
29th June 2020

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