There Must Be No Words Left For You To Say

i guess you must be full,
everything in you, first your mouth
it must be full, since it is not talking,
shut, or filled with the sweets of life,
so you feel there is no use talking
like you are a very loud drum sounding
Tarzan's sound proclaiming the emptiness
of his own forest kingdom
withou a Jane. I guess your eyes are filled
with all the wonderful scenes
of your life, you do not see me anymore.
I guess your body is full of all the happy
moments, i have not seen it move
or dance, i have not seen it take
another chance to touch my body again.

i guess you must be happy now.
you never call my name again.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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