A quiet heartbreak

The is a quiet heartbreak
When I say your name to myself
Remember how beautiful you are
Or how kind you always seem to be
That I hold you in such esteem
Making you almost magical
Leaves you beyond my reach
These frail fingertips do not touch
And my words fall short
That you do not hear them spoken
It is in the desolate night I speak
When alone I write my thoughts
And speak a dream of you
So beautiful, so kind, so perfectly you
Distant in form if not thought
In the night of quiet heartbreak
When I say your name

poem by Matthew Holloway
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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