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Underneath Silent Love

Updated on February 24, 2014

A subtle ache quietly whispers

as I sip on wine,

feeling the music you

gave me


You dezire me painfully,

avoiding filling the void with

absence,

then feeding it with my essence

as you breath me in.


Like sunshine we swim throgh

clusters of distance,

floating on an illusion of honesty,

weaved by our closeness.


Disjointed tails, past and present stories;

we speak intermittently of our realities

and practice empathy


Bleak memories of personal trauma

joining tears,

as we kiss

fighting to dismiss this absurdity


and just fall into the bliss

even for a moment, with quiet hope

of longer lasting peace.

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