J.k. de Quiroz

The Song Behind My Lips

Walking forward, pacing
toward me.
A hymn clings
on my tongue.

The wind from my lungs
cannot push it away.

You exist, forsaken;
forbidden to hear -
a hymn falls back,
forever trapped,

the song
behind my lips.

Poem Submitted: Monday, February 15, 2010

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  • Morgan Shepherd (3/10/2010 8:08:00 PM)

    mmmmm.............it's beautiful.

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