Look Closely

Praying

It was just yesterday,
his love was a quiet smile,
embracing the faith, the sigh,
like a heart who can see,
past the ugly in me,
through the expanse of shadows,
pouring over my naked palms,
awakening dreams in a heart,
who is silent, 
yet unburdened of doubts,
when will he see…

beneath the worries, the fears,
beyond the softest tears,
where there is a flow, liquid signs,
melting the yesterdays,
as they quietly descend 
from the memories bleeding
pouring out darkness,
then grace, then all the light
like his embrace…

wounded by the music,
playing, softly,
in the heart, on the mind,
roaring like an ache in time,
with the stars,
rhythmic, beating,
trembling in gentle beats,
soothing away the past,
as it melts into the shadows…

it was only yesterday,
his love grew quiet, quite silent,
as the heart breathed,
rhythmic words,
healing and hoping,
needless to say, to this day,
he dreams of her, 
as the past preys, he prays.

grieffree verse

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