Non-Erotic PoetryStrangersSTRANGERS
Strangers-
through tender sighs,
through innocent, uncertain eyes.
We speak,
silence is all,
numb and searching we wait
for the call.
Strangers-
Not a strange place to begin,
but the last place we should end.
Strangers still-
each knowing the hollow sound
of love lost and found
Strangers-
The word melting through our brains,
each living in his own prison chains.
Strangers-
Just for today,
just until the hurt goes away.
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