I Speak to You Without Words

And I Also Write Poetry

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The walls that
separate us,
the seas that cover
all the footprints,
the deafening noise
that attempts to
cover, hide,
conceal
the love we
wish could
be set free.

None of that worked.
None of it
can keep
our souls away.

I still speak to you
without words:
in my daydreams,
in my night dreams,
when I sing,
when I laugh,
when I cry,
when I’m happy,
when I’m sad,
when I’m dancing,
meditating, or
playing what we like.

PS: At times, I do speak to you with my words, like when I wrote this poem.

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