No Words
Words I’ve never spoken
are those I’ll never write,
like words that might recall
the glow I felt one night. . .
One choice lifetime’s fragment
I took for paradise. . .
and for which memory
alone cannot suffice.
One summer’s whispered end. . .
your feel, your touch, your scent,
your lashes on my cheek,
the pure enrapturement. . .
your hands and hair like silk,
your pause to gaze on me
seem now more illusion
than past reality.
No words can bring to life
the fleeting ghost of you.
You haunt my empty hours;
there’s nothing I can do,
for if you think of me,
I guess I’ll never know.
And how you made me thrill
no words can ever show.
This one is just very meaningful to me and it came from my heart. One of my favorite rhymes, so that is why I would want a trophy for it!
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2010
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