Speak To Me (poem)
Speak to me in softness
Speak to me of distances we climbed
Moments mended from a dream
Things that never left undone
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Speak to me in seasons
Each more stunning than the last
Blessed with sun and cleansing rain
Blossoms hiding signs of ground
And the wounded footsteps
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Speak to me in marvels
Mountains echo out our names
Heights that chances’ risk attained
Passion pulsing heartbeats
We did it
Together
Speak to me in this
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Now when the shadow
Cast its fog amid our once familiar streets
Clouds of confusion doubt and uncertainty
Dark corners seldom known before
Teasing us with comfort
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Speak to me in promise
We met one day and fell in love
A marvel in itself enough
Would grow into the storybooks of many
Dancing in the street
Now blanketed by shadow
Leaving us
Here alone
Together
Speak to me in this