Ink Bleeds Only For You
the day the pen stops
writing about you
no blood will flow
from these empty veins
poetry
will remain
forever silent
no longer will
the tongue dance
to the tune inside
this heart
an invisible soul will
ascend in silence
no more deep sighs
just a breathless
goodbye
and you my love
what will become of you?
Silent One
Simple Musing
13 December 2017
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