Silent Love

They say love is blind

It never sees

The bad

The good

The lines between

Should love not be silent

Things not said but seen

Things not mentioned but done

Or things not done

I have been your whore

I have been your medusa

Your soul-mate and

The taker of emotional punches

I offer you my freedom

My life

When I don’t know where you are

Dead or with another

Hoping the latter

When I sit on you

Not knowing if you see me or another

Though it’s not said

You are my god goddess

Aphrodite and Zeus

But am I yours?

BY

Jacques Du Rand