Resonate

Poems born of silence in need,
words unveiled between heartbeats where
the most vulnerable emotions reside —
Quiet of the rests between notes
that resonate louder than the melody
in breathless pause.
There, if you listen hard enough you will hear
the words I long to say to you.

— Violet Tudor

roses on the beach

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4 am (7)

4 am…
My heart shifts beats
like notes
barely keeping in time

Words silently slip
from my lips
where kisses long to form

Little gasps
between extended breaths
as my eyes rove your form

My fingers restrain
from lingering
on your skin

I wonder
do you dream of me?

— Violet Tudor

4 am Series

garden roses3

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4 am (6)

4 am…
You catch me before I disappear
into the darkness, I am found
yet lost in the shelter of your arms.

Your heartbeat the words to each
stanza of my life, my devotion
becomes your salvation —
the inelegancies of a graceful love.

— Violet Tudor

4 am Series

disappear

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4 am (5)

4 am…
My thoughts wander to you
consuming me with a craving
that words cannot describe,
and as you lay sleeping I
whisper silent prayers that
you reach for me in a dream
to sate an unfulfilled hunger —
a longing you feel as deeply
for me as I do for you.

— Violet Tudor

4 am Series

On the coast

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Needful Calm

Needful calm in the silence of chaos,
fragments inside that need to escape
from the cacophony, to find harmony
instead of displacement —
You slip them back into place
fear vanishing from existence,
a step away from the world
but closer, closer to you.

— Violet Tudor

laced

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4 am… (4)

4 am…
And I am haunted by the memory
of your words, bewitching me
without touch, sparks that burn
before the kiss.
Captured moments pulsing
into an urgent need for
the essence of you to fill
the willing soul in me.
In flames, I wait.

— Violet Tudor

4 am Series

off the couch

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4 am… (3)

4 am…
A whisper from a blurred dream,
the endless complexity as I reach
through my mind to grasp the
word that slipped from your lips —
You were in my arms, I felt you.
A slow burning ember
glowing, craving,
like stars pressed into the sky
pulsing, pulsing in need
of you.

— Violet Tudor

4 am Series

Underneath you I erupt into stars

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