What do you remember?
What can’t you forget?



cloud songs


    Can I whisper
                               or wonder
what I do not know?
                     Afraid, of course,
of where it can go. To realize
what is not there
on all, or most, or many days
is still so real.
                   Lines on your face.
 Memories disappear.  Erased.
Others fall out of favor
                       or onto the page.
   Words unspoken still leave
a mark on your past,
                          your lips
                                   and lifeline.
Will you ever tell?
                        Release the smile
holding back thoughts
             meant only for yourself.




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