No Words To Say
when I speak of you,
I need not the ways
of written words-
each syllable counts
for nothing when your
voice seems unheard.
when I think of you,
I need not the thoughts
of wonder and hope-
for they only disappoint
down that journey of
a slippery slope.
when I need you,
I crave only moments
of diminished things-
cuz' when the dusk
settles in eventide
only the raven sings.
when I dream of you,
I dream not of photos
of happy times-
for when our verses are
written, seems like
nothing seems to rhyme.
oh beloved, when you look at me that way,
there are no actions portrayed, no words to say-
and as the freedom of words condemn my heart,
it seems that it is finally the time that we part.
fictional write
July 28th, 2017
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