Stretches of Silence
Dewy-eyed, dragged on
With gaze upon
Spectre brighter than a noonday
I caught her soul entwined in the web
But lack what to say, like a play
Even with this swift communion of a babe
Entangled in the slying-coyness
I still let her feel the beat of my shyness
Trapped in the stillness of her eyes
But not to let go for long
Holding onto parts rendered undone
In our vacant gaze towards the rising sun
Made more severe by the sudden bright ray shone
I know she could melt a heart as snow,
Bring me the stars if feelings were made to show
Her heart always as pure as gold
Yet, I let her vanished into her fold
Would she ever feel my absence?
Would I ever catch glimpses of her presence?
Oh, would she ever cross this path again?
For I have spent years hoping forever in the rain in vain.
Copyright © Ivina Emmanuel Asoh | Year Posted 2020
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