I Never Told You
Every word leaves
a thousand left unsaid.
Quietly they close the doors
behind them. They fade away,
riding the waves of sound
until they crash violently
on the shores of silence.
They leave suddenly
without a kiss goodbye,
without a kiss goodnight.
They echo in their absence
and the words in the echo
are the never-born: the hopes,
the dreams, the truth.
They ring, resound between us,
the unsaid, unsatisfied meaning
trapped in negative space.
Listen.
It's the sound of snow falling,
your eyes closed.
It's your breath, caught
and held captive by beauty
that can never be expressed.
It's the question of the tree
and whether it sang out
its last breath in the forest
or died without a whisper, in peace.
Listen.
You may only hear one word,
one voice, but it's a choir
that slips quietly into the night.
Beautiful.
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