your eyes, beyond see
run come and stay with thee,
your ears, beyond hear
to the weakness in me my dear,
your ears, beyond listen
to the words i say in all seasons,
your heart, beyond feel
like ants over the hill
your legs, beyond kneel
like stars that share a meal,
your worth, without doubt
as i dream in silence
towards you in patience,
but my silence is impatient
to the cold in anthem,
my mind is silent
to the weaves of an island
within mine
but says to a heart
like a silent dreamer,
my thoughts flow to the river
in silence to the dreamer
whose voice to the giver
of love is a singer,
whose heart beat silently danced to the feeder
by the rains to her figure
and eager
to dream beyond and bigger,
so, these, are words of a silent dreamer
whose drought of a dying love from inner
faded their tails to a crowd of unknown dreams.
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