Wednesday, January 18, 2006

silence

She asks me how I were.
I just look at her -
and she knows the answer.
Could I really know how
the words fail us or
the glances pass us now?
should the confidences
the confessions
and the grievances
all be done away with now?
They were sweet
but they are past
I can now rely
only on a smile
a cheeky kiss
and silence awhile.

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