We often speak silently
You and I
Understanding each other
by a look or a touch
Unspoken words
that linger on faces
hide behind laughter
understood by a touch.
Blinded by tears
and found
only with years
spent together...
I never
heard them before
i loved you...
and we do
speak silently
you and i
you talk to me
with words
that need not be said
that which goes
without saying.
connetta Jean 1979
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