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The Inability to Speak, meant
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October 2015 The Inability to Speak, meant
Nothing.....
Where do words go ?
When....
They're cast upon the wind?
And....
How do spoken words,
heard, by a lovers.... ear !
Resonate, so loud .....
they make.... a heart stop ?
Was it you, I spoke with ?
In the moments, before the dawn.
Was it .....your, lips.
That brushed against mine?
I woke alone, yet again.
But
I smelled you in my dreams.
Giajl © Jim Love
