Silent thundertears
invade the shadow-shelter world
I’ve built on stilts
melting into the high tide.
The soft remembrance
of feelings felt between us
body-tremors me to a smile.
You’re on the wind of leaving…
We will never meet again…
Above the rough roar
of silent thundertears,
bathing on the beach
of yesterday…
I still nestle with you in that..
the most favored corner
of my memories.
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Silent thundertears
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