Unspoken

After all these years
You are still walking toward me
In the rain
Your pale cheeks beaded
With pure droplets
Your clear eyes
So true and unrehearsed
Words are irrelevant
Nothing can be said
That we haven’t heard
Without saying it

The doors of the train are closing
The way they have been
Since the beginning of time
But for us
They are closing for the last time
And I am whisked away
No, I am slowly pulled away
But not against my wish
And not against yours
We both know
Without saying it

My shoulders savor the memory
Of your long embrace
So true and unrehearsed
Words are irrelevant
Nothing can be said
We both know
Without saying it

©2008 Dosia McKay