hello CT

Please make true
Your promise to make
For me
A poem.
Just one poem.
It will be enough
To make me
Sleep for
Another night.
Another lonely night
For me.
My silence unlike
The silence of the happy man
Does not know
What a smile is.
Its tongue
Tied, it does not utter
The syllable of the
Night.
It has no ears
To hear the coming
Footfalls of my beloved.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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