Whispers No Longer Heard


We came together
Two twisted broken hearts
On a collision course
We walked and talked
You teased, I laughed

Holding your hand
One I may never hold again
Your smile will linger
Forever in my heart
Your fingertips, your teasing lips

I miss you with each
Breath I take
To watch the moon with you
To tell you I love you

And so I save every
Sweet gesture, every love word
Laugh word, your sensual
Whispers no longer heard

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Not much to tell, antisocial, bipolar, loner, poet. That's me in 4 word's.

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