Speaking Without Words
A Poem
Jan 7, 2022
When you lift your lily lashes,
iridescent irises and
dark pupils in constant
subtle motion,
I’m breathless
falling softly, slowly, into
the window to your worries,
your wisdom,
where words of your unspoken dreams
speak to me.
Electric lines running
lid to lid
conduct your tears,
irrigate gardens that thrive in the
creases of your smile.
Our connection is timeless,
momentless,
frozen and spinning at once.
You blink —
a quiet question lingering
just below the surface.
I breathe,
lifting my lashes I expand my dreams,
and
speak
without
words.
[Written in 2015]
