Poem -

If ever I fall short of meaning.

If ever I fall short of meaning, and my words don't touch your heart no more, will you view my eyes instead, and walk the ocean shore

if ever my words fall silent, would you then call upon my heart for sound, and hold me like a new born love, once lifted from the ground

If my heartbeat comes as resting, and silence meets my grave and stone, would find a new beginning, or live life on your own

If my eyes are closed in sleep and the view of blue no longer be, would you walk the waves to remember that blue just like the sea

If I come as angels may
So sweetly by to oversee
Would you know my silent touch within your memory, and would you know that gentle air that wisps of kisses on your face, and recall the ways I loved in every warm embrace.

 

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