My silence forges your anger
yet I cannot speak and risk the loss.
What I want is to cherish you
to love and protect, not abuse you.
To declare you wrong, not in me
or have you make special concessions
never a possibility.
Yet if these are what you most require.
I may well be lost even now
before we're even begun to start.
SOMETIMES SILENCE IS A WISE THING...SOMETIMES IT'S NOT. SOME PEOPLE CAN DEAL WITH IT AND SOME PEOPLE CAN'T. IN ANY CASE, IT IS ALWAYS A BLESSING TO REALIZE A 'MISTAKE'...BEFORE...YOU MAKE IT. THANKS FOR SHARING, BUD, LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Reviewed by Sandy Hoynacki (Reader)
Reviewed on February 4, 2013
The eye of the beholder comprehends much..always much..
First Edition Translation of Teselas by Carmen Crespo X111 César Simón Poetry Prixe 2016 Translated from Spanish by Robin Ouzman Hislop and Amparo Arrospíde
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