I dance with the silhouette of you
And I feel like I'm home.
Home feels light and warm when you're around.
I could get lost in your smile, your eyes.
The eyes that hold my entire world.
A touch that I've never quite known, but love.
Your voice is the only sound I hear.
Your whispered words, the mindless talking,
All are engraved.
Any dream, any future I could imagine had the outline of you.
But dreams can get cut short.
And whispers turn silent.
There's no more talking.
A touch I yearn for is gone, one that I've never known.
And never will.
Eyes that turn dull and never look my way.
There was never a smile.
There was never a home
Because there was no silhouette dancing with me.
I was dancing in the dark alone.
Wishing for you.
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365 Thoughts
PoetryA collection of thoughts and poems about life, love, sadness, and more. There is so much to talk about while living, and somebody has to talk about it.
