Body Language

When the words were said
The dread sent hands to eyes
To blind the thoughts away.
Then flew them to tear hair
To try to deny that
You are sat before me
Smiling so well
It must mean
You are sick.

We must learn
How to exhale.







Poetry by jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2010-09-20 at 07:16

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Sid Gardner
The experience of confrontation, as in love may be by highlighted by signals, actions, or the odd word, but the eyes rarely deny the truth.
Nice write Jenko.
Sidney.
2010-09-27