A thousand words, waiting to be said,
Waiting to be heard.
And a thousand miles, full of obstacles,
Between us.
It used to matter,
The distance.
But, no longer.
I can still listen.
That profound silence,
The heavy heart.
A few things you say,
Although words cannot.
That smile of yours,
The twinkling eyes.
I know you feel it, too.
Don't you lie.
It used to matter,
The separation.
No longer,
Our souls lie in unison.
Yet, a few tears we shed.
A thousand words,
Waiting to be said.
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