Saturday, June 06, 2009

Glass

My first poem in a while. It's called Glass.

Your silence is glass clear.
I smile at what I hear.

The jokes we make to try to hide
our truth inside, our flaws and fears,
from hopes we love,
or want to.
From those we want to love
us too.

Then save yourself for sunrise, love.
Delay my mind from finding out.
I'll smile at silence heard,
and wait for verdant spring to shout.

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