You Smile

but your eyes are always made of sorrow
bathed in a tear guardian of my soul
take care I say it's ok
the lips away part goodbye
I'll be there you say closing me down
in an embrace
(what's in an embrace)
a wordless speechless frozen spleen
shall we remember that we have been

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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