Without a Word

Without a word you came to me,
breathless in the night.

Without a word you sang to me,
a silent Siren's plight.

Without a word you touched me,
felt your unseen fright.

Without a word you left me,
reeling in the light.

Of passions yet unfulfilled,
when blind are given sight.

Without a word, this poem,
I could never write.
Letters Trying to Form a Word

This Man is Walking for Peace

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