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Read Poems by Samantha Senft-Greenberg

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What Can I Say

What can I say
when there are no more words
to tell you how I feel?

What can I do
when I've done everything I can
to show you 
how you make me feel?

What can I think
when there are no more thoughts
in my mind
to describe how I feel
about losing you?

Do I write a song?
A song as beautiful as your aquamarine eyes
when they glimmer in the candlelight
on a lazy Thursday afternoon.

Do I paint a portrait?
A portrait as striking as your dark umber hair
caressing the sides of your face
where my cold hands belong.

Do I pluck you a bouquet of flowers?
Flowers only as natural, fresh
and beautiful as your tender soul
that warms me on cold winter nights.

Will I ever reveal the message
stuck deep inside my heart
that beats to the rhythm 
of my everlasting love for you?

Or will it be buried in the darkness
of the interlocking fibers
that block any escape of it
ever reaching you?

And will you continue to see me
as only an apathetic spirit 
whose distant heart
continues to beat on
beat on
beat on?

Copyright © Samantha Senft-Greenberg | Year Posted 2017

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  1. Date: 3/25/2017 8:37:00 PM

    Like Doug said, OUCH. Beautifully penned. xomo
  1. Date: 3/25/2017 7:53:00 PM

    Ouch - feels real, Samantha. Very well done.

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