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Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Your Silence.

Why do you have to be so shielded with me
Anchors tied around your heart
The wave pulls you  in, sinking deep into the sea
My eyes strain to reach through thickened fog
As I drift in enriched currents of memories
Blinded pleas ask you to reach out for me
Yet nothing
Your silence locked you in, slave to your reverence
Your secret, if you ever loved me, died in your arms
Alone in a tomb there, instead of warmth with me
(poetic words from the deepest part of me)