Fatigue

Tired today

Almost a reed broken

Worded out from speech

Finding a peace

In hung silence

And these are all clouds

No dreams tail

There is nothing to reach for

But this, in this moment

Loved out of love

Tired, yes I am tired of 'I love you'

You, who must listen

You, must you love me?

Unseen I walk beside you

Must you understand?

More than a measure of breath

A day spent with empty hands

Must you know me?

How can you know?

All that is missing in the spaces

Between today and tomorrow, ?

And another year passes unseen,

And the universal parent is waiting,

Yes he is always waiting

To take us home

To take us back

To a time when we were living without want,

Only knowing we were loved,

And that is all,

And that is that!

yvette smith 26.1.09

poem by Yvette Smith
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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