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Unspoken

A photograph,
an unspoken conversation.
Look at me, I am here,
I see you there,
I love your view.
Have you been there?
I would like to go here.
We do not need words when we
can see through each other’s eyes.
I see a picture of your face,
it tells me you are happy.
Mine may tell you the same,
or that maybe I am tired.
You were up early, for I can
recognise a rising sun.
I was up late, the photo blurred,
maybe I drank too much.
We do not need to speak,
when we can see.

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Posted 15/09/2015 by DarKarsean in Life, Musing, poem, poetic, poetry, Uncategorized

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