There’s no laughter torn from these lips;
no spoken words of love...lust.
For all I desire is out of hands reach;
there's no earthly thing I crave more, than you.
Caught up in life’s folly...whirlwind ride,
nothing is hidden... nothing is known.
Long silence in this space... without breath or pulse;
empty of me... empty of you.
My one door has closed;
shall I not feel the rain again
nor see the sun chasing shadows?
I am faceless here... with no rise nor set.
My lips swears hourly..
though my voice stays mute
Time is binding... time is passing.
Come back to me before love glows
less than an un-stirred ember.
Copyright © T.Nicole Williams | Year Posted 2014
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