Silent Night
Swallow the melodies
of things unknown.
this swooning depth,
the wonder of you
on every face
love refuses amnesia.
so silent beside me,
so patient,
Are you always this silent love?
long as you gather me
into the crook of your arm
when I draw near
and our souls sing
like crickets on a sultry
summers night whenever
you draw near.
Copyright © Robin Burnett | Year Posted 2014
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