Untold Secrets Of My Mind Poem by RIC BASTASA
Untold Secrets Of My Mind
When i arrive i see you
and there is this silent grief
which i cannot tell you
it will be too much for words
to shape
and assume thoughts that
i think must wear only the white
veils of holiness
i embrace you like any day
telling you how 'tight' can speak for itself
how actions can speak separately
from the usual letters
and yet so clearly and straight
like your hair
underneath my hand
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