Acquainted With Sorrow
Let us sit for a while.
We need not touch.
No words need pass from our lips,
Yet the air will not be heavy
With the sound of our silence.
We will be as always
Two souls in harmony,
Only now-
Acquainted with sorrow.
Copyright © Sylvia Coulstock | Year Posted 2011
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