A silent love
a dreaming dove
On a tree up above
A moving train
Of joy and pain
Coming 'round again
Nothing spoken
No gift or token
Just love ten out of ten
All smiles
And secret files
Of thoughts for miles
Then He turns
In your eyes it burns
In his heart it churns
The fierce convictions
Of mis-conception
missed-communication
You hurt him so
Though you didn't know
that his love was stowed...
He loved you the longer
But his silence grew stronger
To shut the path
of thoughts yonder
Hearts,
made none the fonder
If only a word he'd say
all his world you'd see
And you wouldn't ask him to stay
Instead you'd set him free.
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