Words have no meaning in the language of the heart
No sound
No syllable
No lettered thought
Can express the something
That dwells within the mirrored maze
Of human feeling
Only a touch
A look
A silent tear
Tells all
That can be told.
(Previously published by Stroll of Poets Society, July 2000)
Beautiful, Laurence! A touch, a look, a tear can mean so much more than words. Brian
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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What wise words. The poem never said is often the most beautiful poem of them all. Regards, Sandra Fowler