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Unspoken

Come, 
wade into
the deep of me

‘ere our love drown
while confined

to the shallows alone —

For love, 
only in the mind,
is a flat reflection

absent the depth
which follows
the winding current
of the heart

Come, into the depths
with me

where words 
once left tangled
were bound to lie

no longer need 
the tongue to cry,

‘I love you’.


On this Mother’s Day for my beloved mother… these words are infinitely inadequate to say how much we love you.