unheard
Oh, beautiful
your body
talking to whispers
unheard but so loud
your gentle mind
touching me
as night folds
and I hear angles cry
telling me of pain
underneath covered scars
as my hands touch serenity
Poetry by kath
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Written on 2007-03-06 at 07:16
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