Silent Screams

Your eyes moved
in sync with my lips
your smile fixed
your hands clasped mine
thats beautiful
you whispered
and touched my lips
with yours
my poem was of sorrow
and grief

You looked at me
from across the floor
smile in happiness
as I recited a poem
of lost children
and grieving mothers
war and its atrocities
you whispered into my ears
later, love in your eyes
lets go home now

I wrote on your birthday cards
the Christmas cards
get well cards
Poems written personally
especially for you
you never read them
you just smile lovingly
never wanting to know
anything about my passion
your passion is you

I stopped writing you
no more recitals
my poems returned to
personal pages
they were no longer for you
you did not miss
what you did not understand
you have moved on
and so have I
My poems now are for another.