Poem Without Words
My poem to you is not written
on a paper by a feather pen;
is not written on sand by a stick;
is not written in the clear, night sky
by fireworks; neither uttered
from my lips.
Sitting next to you, while putting your arm
on my chest to feel my heart-beat,
as it plays a rhythm to the blinding light
of love deep in your eyes, is my poetry
to you...
A poem that will never fade or depart
in our love.
Date of Publishing: 2/26/2014
Copyright © Teddy Kimathi | Year Posted 2014
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