...and I, you...

and I, you

three words you spoke...

right out of the blue...

a lightning bolt

long coveted were they -

a wish I’ve dreamt

a thousand times

so reticent you’ve been to say

‘twas unexpected

they’d be heard today

‘twas not I surprised, but you

throwing caution to the breeze

that between us blows

soft and warm upon

my heart through open door

they flew; now nestled there

never once did I suppose

I loved alone

that you’d me dare deny

unspoken the affairs

of hearts that seethe

so oft the cause for trembling

three words you spoke

each one a whispered kiss

blown to me from far away

with but three lovely words

our lives are changed

all’s rearranged

it’s hard to find such love

when we’re not free

but there’s always been

a me and you...always

I’ve told you often

when you waver – weaken - want

tell you I will wait

forever if I must

just to love you again

hold you naked and near

to whisper your name

feel you say “I’m here”

that is our hope, our dream

an hour, a day, a life together

a place where we can be

again, to the silence I swore

“I adore you”

no longer silent, you sang

“...and I you...”

Comments: 44

John Doyle Feb 6, 2012, 12:11pm UTC

You are writing with much more freedom. Excellent work

stephen berwaldt Feb 6, 2012, 4:30pm UTC

Thank you John... I guess we all evolve... Thank you for reading...

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Ann Marcaida Feb 6, 2012, 12:22pm UTC

This is like a breath of fresh air for all those who hold a love that cannot speak its name. Thanks for sharing with Gather's Luminous Writers and Artists. Now featured.

stephen berwaldt Feb 6, 2012, 4:32pm UTC

It's too wonderful a feeling to have to keep inside...
Thank you for everything...reading...commenting...feature... being you...
All appreciated very much...

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Priya P. Feb 6, 2012, 12:30pm UTC

ohh that's soooo, soo Stephen like. A beautiful first post for me to read today. Thank you.

I remember the first time he said I love you to me..... will not forget how that changed everything

stephen berwaldt Feb 6, 2012, 4:33pm UTC

Well, I'm happy for you...I'll bet it helps you see life in a totally different light...
Thank you for your lovely comment...

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Bernard C. Feb 6, 2012, 2:30pm UTC

Very nicely written - great scene setting as well

Thanks for sharing and submitting to
The Surreal Circus.

stephen berwaldt Feb 6, 2012, 4:29pm UTC

Thank you, Bernard...

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Peter Joseph Swanson Feb 6, 2012, 3:17pm UTC

Marvelous!

stephen berwaldt Feb 6, 2012, 4:29pm UTC

Thank you, Peter... I appreciate you taking the time to read my poetry...

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Jaxx F. Feb 6, 2012, 3:41pm UTC

Just in time for Valentines Day....very nice.

stephen berwaldt Feb 6, 2012, 4:27pm UTC

Thank you...My first comment from my new friend...
Much appreciated...

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JustMe ~I'm happy to be~ Feb 6, 2012, 4:16pm UTC

Funny, I just said, "And I, you" moments ago. :)

stephen berwaldt Feb 6, 2012, 4:28pm UTC

I hope it was in the same context...
Thank you so much, Michele...

JustMe ~I'm happy to be~ Feb 6, 2012, 4:47pm UTC

It was!

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Vj McMullan Feb 6, 2012, 4:42pm UTC

Marvelous poem from far away

stephen berwaldt Feb 6, 2012, 4:49pm UTC

Thank you so much, Vj. What is Vj short for?
I appreciate you taking time to read and comment...twice :)

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Vj McMullan Feb 6, 2012, 4:43pm UTC

Marvelous poem from far away

stephen berwaldt Feb 6, 2012, 4:49pm UTC

You didn't read it twice, did you? :)

Vj McMullan Feb 6, 2012, 11:32pm UTC

I refresh the page because my comments don't always register. I'm not receiving all of my email comments either.

stephen berwaldt Feb 6, 2012, 11:44pm UTC

I moderate a lot, and often I'll write a comment and click "submit" and my comment disappears. My first reaction was to swear and write it again. I've found when I close the document and open it again, my comment is there after all. Just a glitch here on Gather...one of many... It just goes into the ozone for a moment or two.

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Bill's Spirit Feb 6, 2012, 5:37pm UTC

Awww, You've penned it perfectly mushy in a manly sort of way.

Good one, Stephen.

stephen berwaldt Feb 6, 2012, 8:07pm UTC

That's me...a mushy manly man... :0
Thanks, Bill...

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Magi the magical poet is flowing with the wind Feb 6, 2012, 7:28pm UTC

I think you meant to say, lightning bolt in the first verse, Stephen. Mind you, three words like that could be an enlightening bolt. Adoration and I you can have that affect. LOL

stephen berwaldt Feb 6, 2012, 8:06pm UTC

You are so right...lightning bolt is what the doctor ordered...or the Magi ordered in this case... :)
Thanks for having my back...

Magi the magical poet is flowing with the wind Feb 6, 2012, 10:40pm UTC

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Chris Brockman Feb 6, 2012, 7:56pm UTC

Absolutely charming and ingenuous, Stephen. I say "ingenuous"; I don't know if this is autobiographical, but it doesn't matter; the sincerity comes through, and sweetly so.

stephen berwaldt Feb 6, 2012, 8:09pm UTC

Thank you for your kind comments, Chris...I know we think alike sometimes (that must be an absolutely terrifying thought to you, Im sure :)) but it is reassuring when you see what I was trying to say...
Thank you for understanding, and for the fine comments you leave.

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Granny Janny Feb 6, 2012, 8:45pm UTC

Mush me anytime. Sublime.
Featured on Poets Weekly Muse

stephen berwaldt Feb 9, 2012, 6:43pm UTC

You don't have to ask ME twice...
Thank you Jan..Glad for your kindness and the feature...

Granny Janny Feb 9, 2012, 6:47pm UTC

choking on my laughter

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elizabeth evans Feb 6, 2012, 9:12pm UTC

One should never, and I mean NEVER, stand outside in a thunder and lightening storm. Now you see why. A bolt out of the blue can strike and you will never be the same.

stephen berwaldt Feb 9, 2012, 6:44pm UTC

I know it...we always have to learn the HARD way... (evil grin)

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MW Q. Feb 7, 2012, 4:23am UTC

Soft as a summer breeze after a forlorn winter !
I liked the three lined stnazas, in keeping with the three precious words that have life of the protagonisst's forever.