For S.
the words we speak
hint of all the worlds
that come in and out of
existence in our minds
a language that is a magic
we alone can speak
to say what you mean
and mean what you say
to hold your own heart
in your trembling hand
this most precious stone
and sing it to sleep
and warm it back to health
the greatest mystery is all
which we do not say
for in the unspoken
is the anthology
that you have written
that, if ever allowed to be read
gifts an entire universe
M.M.
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