Wednesday, May 28, 2008

To Smile and to Cry

Happiness

The smile that tugs
At the tired corners
Of your night time face

The warmth inside your ribs
Like a hot water bottle
Next to your heart.

The silent music that sends
Your limbs to trembling dance
And sitting still is holding
An arm full of ginnie pigs.


Sadness

The gravity that tugs
A rinsing waterfall
From hiding eyes.

The chill inside your soul
That wraps your limbs like a cradle
Around your aching heart.

The silent voice that echoes
Down dimly lit corridors
The tear that lets the pain
Wash slowly away.

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