Wednesday, October 20, 2010

silent lovesong.


tell me it is not snow
coming down
inside
a world of plastic smiles and
polar bears.

tell me it is worth the wait.

these hands are real.
this voice, too.
kindness held in recognition.
tell me,
you see it too.

it is not nothing
to ignite the blaze that burns the whole house.
you are some kind of sea I could sail for a lifetime.

I'm a little bird,
slow and startled,
ready to fly,
but quiet in song.

listen for my heart,
it is true.
listen to my heart,
it sings you.

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