I saw you from my window but you didn't see me again this time,you missed me
A thousand whispers seem to burst like muted diffused stars from my soul and my lips...
Millions of words are unsaid and can't never find their way in your heart and mine with a voice
Silver clouds passed me by,moving silently by the window where I still stand years later watching yours dreaming his
Poetic bands of many unexpressed verses waiting for me so loyally
Discreetly capturing all my fragile and non-returnable moments
Exquisite words…composed in subtle and enigmatic verses
Forbidden echoes of desires, scattered pieces of my soul,talking to your soul
And perhaps his.
Dorian Petersen Potter