Open Poetry #45 |
He Reached for Me |
MorningStar Member
since 2009-10-26
Posts 290Pittsburgh, Pa |
He reached for me with silent ink stained fingers and patient, intense eyes Without sound Without murmurs he simply reached into the distance between us All around us pages fall like fading whispers Written words scatter like our good intentions No noises to break the silence no breathing no denying Just his will bending mine His beautiful eyes see in me things I never knew His beautiful mind understanding me like I've always wanted and always feared Will I pull away as I always have Or will I be touched like I've always wanted He doesn't know and neither do I But, what I do know... He reached for me without sound without murmurs And I waited not breathing or denying With just an ever shortening distance between us If I don't say it...who will? |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Enjoyed how you played through this, well done. |
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MorningStar Member
since 2009-10-26
Posts 290Pittsburgh, Pa |
Thank you!! If I don't say it...who will? |
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viking_metal Senior Member
since 2007-02-02
Posts 1337In a Jeep, Minnesota. |
pretty good stuff, here, aenea. heading in a good direction. Fall in love early, fall in love often. |
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MorningStar Member
since 2009-10-26
Posts 290Pittsburgh, Pa |
Aww gee, thanx! ;0) Aenea If I don't say it...who will? |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
sometimes there's no need for breathing as it only breaks the silence Love this poem and your pic too |
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MorningStar Member
since 2009-10-26
Posts 290Pittsburgh, Pa |
Thank Passing Shadows - for both compliments! Aenea If I don't say it...who will? |
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