forgotten promises.
But waitCan't you feel that?
The shudder beneath your hand
the slow rise and fall
as she gasps for breath
struggling for life,
for solidarity
for answers
for peace.
Can you find no warmth in those eyes
upon which you used to gaze
with such intensity
such love?
And has your heart been reduced to such brittle dust
that your emotions will not stir with even the wind.
There is something left there
hidden almost as deep as the memories
you tried to forget.
And the soft cadence of your beating heart echos loudly in this silent room.
so many unspoken words looming in the air.
And I know you're unsure
too unsure to rip the bindings from your heart.
But you can put the light back in her eyes,
grasp those battered hands and slow down time.
She's not asking for the world.
On Tuesday, January 4, 2011 at 6:53 PM
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