Thrilling to the verbal landscape <br />of your Love, <br /> <br />I take tiny sips <br />of commas that dropp like raindrops <br />from your lips <br /> <br />while I disappear in-between and <br />behind your words, <br /> <br />trying to assess their genuineness. <br /> <br />And as I continue my leisurely stroll <br />along the meandering paths of your <br />verbal landscape, <br /> <br />I briefly stop at your question mark <br />to pause and ponder <br /> <br />at your Declaration of Love, <br />trying to measure the weight of it. <br /> <br />I meet your question with silence <br />quickly duck behind it, <br />but just as quickly change my mind. <br /> <br />I no longer want to hide.<br /><br />Elke Nigro<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-hiding-4/
