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I wrote this when I lost touch with a very special man. Silence can never break a connection of souls. He will forever be my soulmate.

Silent Connection

No communication
Total silence, a black hole, an endless abyss.
It hurts my ears, it hurts my eyes, it hurts my heart
I yearn to hear, to know, to feel.

Where are you? Where have you gone?
What are you doing, thinking, dreaming?
I used to know.

There is such a void where the words used to live
A loneliness only you can fill.

The words have gone, but the connection still lives.
You're in my thoughts, my dreams, my heart, my soul.
We may be silent but forever connected.
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7 Visitor Comments

abby
such a lovely poem. really luv it.
abby
such a nice poem. love it so much. really touch my heart.
Kelly
Love this poem**
Ray
Very nicely written, thoughtful and heart touching
neez
..very touching..its a connection that only the person can feel and only God knows..
Nic
This poem was very well written.. and I'm sure many of us can relate by having been there once or twice in our life time.. It's always nice to see your not alone.
Jack
Simple, yet extremely touching.

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