January 7, 2009
You speak so little,
Not so often.
But to me,
What you say,
Hangs timeless.
I see more
of you every day.
A smile,
A nod,
A twinkle in your eye.
You are like,
A silver clam.
Hiding beneath
The sea.
Hiding from the world.
I want to pry you open.
I know you’re
Hiding something special.
A pearl.
So gleaming bright.
Let me pry you open.
I won’t steal.
I just want you to share with me.

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