silence is the echo

this submissive heart
tender from use
wrapped up tightly
in a woven thorn shield

rattling voices inside
calling out
without piercing through
because silence is the echo

reaching your ears
in the dampness
of the rain soaked basin
that you have withdrawn into

and as the stark coldness
lays plentiful between
your bodily outline
and my longing fingertips

I sigh with resolve
and you burn with regret

© Copyright 2015 Melissa Leigh Clarke. All Rights Reserved.


About Melissa Leigh

I believe that every life is full of endless moments that help you, hurt your, change you, inspire you, and allow you to mold yourself into the best version of yourself that you can possibly be. Stories exist in all of us and need to be shared in order to grow.
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