July 11, 2010

The Loneliest

You cry at night, I hear you
stifling the sounds on your damp pillow
You cry at night, I feel
the mattress creak as your body heaves with sobs.

You cry at night, I see you
Teardrops shining on your cheeks
You cry at night, I smell
the saline on your face.

No words of comfort come to mind
as I'm listening to your silent misery
There is nothing more I want than to hold you
But I stay still, silent, afraid.

I should like to reach out my hand
and stroke your face
To touch you in your loneliness
somehow would make mine more tolerable.

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