by CailinCallaghanJennings, Florida, USA
Jul 2017 1,018 Views 2 comments
For Rob
One can only speak,
to and from,
an open heart.
In this, is Intimacy
the body can neither create,
nor hope savor.
The heart knows
what mind,
nor arms,
could ever hold.
And Silence roars
what words
could never hope
to whisper.
Callaghan Grant 7/17/17
to and from,
an open heart.
In this, is Intimacy
the body can neither create,
nor hope savor.
The heart knows
what mind,
nor arms,
could ever hold.
And Silence roars
what words
could never hope
to whisper.
Callaghan Grant 7/17/17
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Posted: Jul 2017
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Comments (2)
Great write kaibigan.