Wednesday, November 5, 2008

You

The enigmatic way of you,
Causes one to wonder, what is your mystery?
What lies therewithin?
Broken speech, no word, no loss...
At least that is how I try to convince myself,
Of your absence and silence.
At times it feels as if my heart is extracted..
From my being.
Step on it, will you?
To end how I feel,
The feeling that my heart beats only for you.

2 comments:

Caridad said...

My FAVORITE line, maybe of anything you've written is:

"Step on it, will you?"

Sounds like pure Deidre shining through!

michelle said...

I second what Charity says!