Unspoken
Talk to me
What is it that is left unsaid?
Why can’t we speak of it?
What are we afraid of?
I sense it
The gulf between us
You are not going to cross
And now I fear I cannot
I held you
Felt your warmth on my skin
Watched you sleep in my arms
Morning comes to soon
I have you
Only for a moment
Life is made of these
How many without you
Time passes
What could have been
Never was
What we were is gone?
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