You... Poem by Rince Wind

You...



On the paper-soap surface of my conscience
I lay your frowzled thoughts
like a dew transpiring in the early morning gloom
as I stare at the mirror unsaid words befall me of your presence
and in an oblivious truth
thy awayness fawns at my silence...

Sunday, July 16, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: mirror,silence
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