The soul has much to say
Silence
Nights, like these
Are made, for miracles
A time, when the memories
...drown out the quiet
My heart's not broken
The only true heartache,
would be, for God to rescind
...His love
Praise Him, for never doing, so
"Drip, drop, drip, drop"
Should've fixed, the faucet
My mind, was elsewhere, today
...heard, from an angel
I can still feel, her heartbeat
The warmth of her, next to me
Her soft feet, placed, upon mine
Right hand, over left shoulder
I kiss, her fingertips
She appreciates, me
My kindness, encouragement
What she doesn't understand?
Loving her,...is all I know how, to do
In the dark, everything is equal
My phone, has no life
I stare at it, looking for light
Listening out, for a whisper
Her silence, reads, like a novel
Must, respect it
Have to, respect it
My soul, longs for a home
...I wish, to own
She's looking, for acceptance
She's listening, for His voice
He'll come to her, in the form of an embrace
Her tunnel vision, be that of peace
Never, got the chance to share
I relished, her subconscious state
It was my time, to hush...the nightmares
"Drip, drop, drip, drop"
...the dawn, is breaking through
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Silence
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