And she looked him through a loupe
searching his eyes
for stories he had never told,
foraging his thoughts
to calm her hunger,
probing his world
to find any glimpse of her image
For the love he described
was void from his heart
and dried from his soul
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Confab With Me 
Simply loved it.
Probing his world to find any glimpse of her image…
I’m going to mark this one.
Thanks so much, Sonia. I deeply appreciate your words
Oh, I feel the void!
Ah, the feelings in this one!
Wow! Great piece Shan! God bless. 🙂
Thanks so much for reading beautifully
Thanks so much my friend
Thanks so much, my dear friend. How have you been
Your poetry seems to me like looking at life itself through a loupe.
That is such a beautiful comment. Thanks so much from the bottom of my heart
You’re most welcome! I’m good! Holding on to Jesus! And you? How’s the family going?
I am glad to learn you are doing great. I am doing well. God has been kind
Thanks for teaching me a new word today.
You are always welcome
He always is and He loves you very much! All glory to God our RISEN Savior! How’s the kids?
The love he describes is so beautifully written, so captivating yet the pain of loving caused much void. She being fascinated drawn by each word, looking closely with a loupe for a glimpse of herself in his words to his heart. A quest…of thoughts
Yonnie😊🌸
Wow. You dissected my poem so well. Thank you so much for your lovely words
😆Funny thing, here’s the thing, I almost didn’t send…after reading twice mediating. Writing it, I was like…Wow…It is really a great Poem.
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You are such a sweet soul ❤️❤️
Thank You for your response
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