The Quiet
I am there and and its quite lovely
It's a place where we met and it still lingers
I see you and I feel as if we were meant
We walk towards each other as old friends
Its silent
The quiet meets us there and the sun
Your face has familiarity but its the first
Your name is like the dew on the grass
Glistens and we walk hand in hand
It calms
The words are few and the field
People are gathered around us but you
You are what I have waited for and it quiets
The quiet guides me to you since that moment
Silencio
I wake in the quiet and see you again
I try to speak but no words put forth
What about those promises and lawyers
Dreams are broken and I see shapes
The Quiet
Copyright © Patrick Cornwall | Year Posted 2012
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