It's featured in the long, loving caress
In the inordinate details of a silent message
A waking moment, formless and distinct
A warmth and a free flutter.
Speech cheapens the truest words
Language falls short of the meaning
A whole spectrum of original colour
No mixed paint will achieve.
The sheer magnitude
Is enough to make me stumble
It's a fright to hear so much
In nothing at all.
















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