Speak my love,
Your silent tongue
Mocks my breathless heart
I know not your troubles
But one syllable to start
Would slow the ceaseless churning
Of the scenes inside my mind
Speak my love
This worry is of the darkest kind.
Your eyes are full of coldness
That stills the breath I breathe
The anger hid beneath your chest
Is pain that I can see
I would leap from any height
To rescue you from this
Quickly speak my love
It is your smile I miss.
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oh wow....this is really beautiful. I have been reading some of your stuff and have to say you have a real talent. I too write poetry and am learning about it now......you have got a gift
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