Paeans - and Aches

over the years

Tuesday, January 11, 2005

With or without your words

Your words?
They made me look.
i’ll admit that, no pretenses.

But no,
They’re not the hook.
i’ll take - happily - your silences.

You see,
It’s not the words so warm
That you so deftly spin

No,
It’s where they come from
That wonderful heart within.

So,
When they won’t play,
When tears, not words, glisten,

Come,
When you have nothing to say,
i’ll be here, to listen.

jawaab to this
January 2005

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