Tuesday, June 17, 2003


Will you whisper
softly the
words my ears
have never heard
The spaces between
my fingers
have been waiting
too long,
fill them
with your
hands.
These
lacks of I
seem to sleep
soundly
inside you.
Let me catch
every breath you
breathe,
let me keep
them
for the
times you take
mine away.
Be for me
the silence
I crave.
Be for me
the end
to my longing.
Will you come
to me
will you whisper
softly the
words my life
has lacked.
You are
all
I am not.
-tkg-

I wrote this tonight. Any comments are welcome.