Love Unspoken
Would love not speak if uttered by a frightened tongue?
Would Earth reap the sown tears of beauty undone?
I rise from the ashes of every torn moment,
when God allows me your presence.
But, I fear I am but a shadow of the light
in your eyes.
Seeking refuge from darkened days.
If I should speak of the burning desire
behind my own sight,
should I be cast out in due time?
Or would you steady your hands
with mine?
-James Kelley 2012©
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