Deanza L. WalwynBowrin
Toronto, Canada
Friday, July 2, 2010

For All It's Worth

For all it’s worth, I save your voice, the one that made me smile each time.
Incandescent words you used to describe, your feelings on life.
Should I have listened, should I have listened, should I have felt the crime?
With it, I guess not, things will stay like this. But I dream in your voice.

Tantalizing whispers, I remember from then, you have me stirring in my head.
Why did you choose to do this now? Everything was all the same again
At the strangest of times, I feel your presence, whilst trying to control myself
Simple words you say make vibrancy go through my body

It’s all in the words you say, everyday, you send a message
It’s all by the tone you use, the breaths you take.
The strain of your voice the sounds you make.
For all it’s all worth, I save it all.

Constantly thinking about things you say, how you say them and what they mean.
I dream on your words, I dream on your memory, what we think on; how it all flows, the ways we go from left to right.

I look up the meanings that you trail in my mind.
Eloquent with such enthusiasm, is it real? I don’t think it is.
For what it is, I hear you daily; for all it’s worth I call your name
For what it is, you’re always with me. For all it’s worth our love won’t change.
Deanza L. WalwynBowrin

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