left, to give nor to promise
i've used up dreams
now all expired
from yesteryears
some before, others, during
the many turns i took
i've used up all my rhymes
the strings of my guitar
may no longer hum
strummed pain of the past
has kept them
for a bit too long
mistaking void for solace
thinking silence means peace
come you now
in dazzling calm
and i wish i had some to offer
to match your charm
but all i have are three words
you may have
read so many times
only these three words
to say, in whisper i will
so the wind wont hear
that they may not be touched
and be blown
away from us
i pray them..stay
i hope you will
feel and know how much
giving them i leave myself nothing
still, i wish
tell me
are they enough?