Silent Poet

I sit here a silent poet
                        wondering what you think of me
                        dead to the world but a smile on my face
                        crying and missing you quietly

                        I dream here a closed fantasy
                        no longer shared by two
                        punishing myself for breaking our trust
                        and having to tell you the truth

                        I lie here a restless sleep
                        for reasons beyond my control
                        Denying the passion which will never cease...

                        Because I still love you with all of my soul