You hold me
captive in your quiet
stares. Your arms
reaching out
though they are
still.
And as words
keep their silence,
I hear
your soul’s oration
and your heart’s
whispers.
I allow a tinge
of smile to
paint itself
on my lips.
The sun
is most
captivating
when in its softest
shades.
.
//Sherma E. Benosa
14 September 2008; 12:10pm
captive in your quiet
stares. Your arms
reaching out
though they are
still.
And as words
keep their silence,
I hear
your soul’s oration
and your heart’s
whispers.
I allow a tinge
of smile to
paint itself
on my lips.
The sun
is most
captivating
when in its softest
shades.
.
//Sherma E. Benosa
14 September 2008; 12:10pm
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