August 30, 2011
By Anonymous

She says nothing.

He says nothing.
Nothing at all

Nothing at all
But her eyes,

But his eyes,
Those wise, lily-pad gems,

Those vast, soul-deep skies,

Shout, long,

Reach, yearn,
Reaching out to me

Extending out to me

And I lean, forever, towards.

And I fall, forever, back.

From the depths of my mind’s heart-
From down in the core of my very being-

I reach, yearn,

I extend, long,

And far down in the marrows of my bone,

And far in the depths of my soul’s heart,

She does, too.

He does, too.

And by saying nothing at all,

And by saying nothing at all,

She says everything.

He says everything.

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on Sep. 14 2011 at 8:39 am

I love this poem.  It just makes me think just by saying nothing at all you could say everything.  WHO KNEW. Great job! Keep writing!


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