domingo, 2 de agosto de 2009

A mirror for the soul (is you)


I don't think you could grasp
the meaning of the words
"I love you"
were they ever uttered by me.


I don't think you could ever reach
the meaning of the words
"I'll miss you"
were they ever uttered by me.


And by never saying
"Thank you"
I tell you what I know
that by our watching of the stars,
you are closer to them than any of us.


My words could never speak louder
(than myself)
when I say


that something in me
tells me
that something in me
is by you read and re-read
and explained
when no words are ever uttered.


For my wonderful friend; travelling or standing still; wherever Fate may find us.


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