I utter but no word
For my words are silent
I utter no desire
I am me and myself just
I might be lost now
Without a conversation with
you
Yet my silence speaks the
loudest of all
For my desire of you
Was not mortal lust
I have lost my soul to you
Yet I say no word
As you go your way and
I mine….
My silence is my thought
And My thoughts; my words
Today and tomorrow
And for every hour to come
There will come a time you
will hear
Our plight in my silence
For indeed my words; are words
of silence
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| “When the sparrow sings its final refrain, the hush is felt nowhere more deeply than in the heart of man.” |
