The Silent Heart
the silent heart
has no song to be heard
only the loneliness within
that echoes across empty rooms
where no ear listens
where the heavy drapes still the sun
so the shadows may proceed
unencumbered by desirous longings
it is in this
i wait for you
in remembrances of your touch
as tempus fugit embraces me
fading lips i long to taste again
a reassuring voice rests in quietude
lost in an empty room of shadows
manacled in darkened depths
the abyss in a silent heart
has no song to be heard
OKC 8/17
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