Every night I am whispering to the wind
The love I have in you; my heart unbend
By the silence you respond each time
Even touching you seems to be a crime
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Even touching you seems to be a crime..cold to the touch...nice write enjoyed
Yeah that's true. Thank you for reading my poem I do appreciate it.
It's always him even in my silence, His name is the antidote on my pain!
A wonderfully written poem, dear ate Berlyn......10+++