Old Guard

Time stood still
The clockwork cranked
Eyes not used to venture 
The gift of sight conjures

The unsaid is the animated 
Affection in forms all coded 
Our legitimate silence

Omniscient eyes used to scour 
Through covert heart that wander, 
Where words and sarcasm are symbiosis, 
Egos pulverized, reduced to effervescence
Words that cut, words that shut
This ample heart loves in cower

Things change…People change
The hair is now a crop of grey
The eyes a steady current. Eyelids lowered
Words he utters
A simmering boundary; dormant yet tenacious

Where is the man I fear?
Where is he whose wrath I quiver?
Where was I when you love me so dear...?

All this time we fail to see
We talk in different tongues 
Swallow bitterness like drugs
Those three simple words stood
Apart like cliffs of gaping ravine
We stay muted to protect each other
We end up hurting one another 

How I wish to tell you
How blessed I am to have you
How I wish to hug you
To thank for all you have been through

This unlawful silence 
Will it break,
Before the sun sets
With all it takes?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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