My Finger To Your Lips

My finger to your lips…
Shhhh, don’t speak
Hold my gaze…Tell me
with your eyes
what it is you want to say.

My finger to your lips
Whisper with your soul…
your spirit…
speak only with your eyes
Look into the vast windows,
The sea of my soul.
Shed a tear if you must…
stare with a longing,
see the lost promises.

My finger to your lips…
I’m letting you go.
Lets forget the goodbyes
No more holding on.
I could go forever, feeding
on this broken love, the lies.

My finger to your lips…
Just melt into me…
For one last time.
Get lost in the webs we have woven
One last moment…
One last chance for bliss…
But know I’ve already let you go…
My finger to your lips.

© bipolarmuse 2012

21 thoughts on “My Finger To Your Lips”

  1. Oh Muse, this is heartbreakingly beautiful … it brought me to tears. I love this. ~ Love and hugs, Julie xoxox


    1. Thank you Celeste! As you know with poetry, some of it is experience mixed with a feeling… something triggers the inspiration… some of it is allusive. The is what is beautiful about writing. There is some newness to this poetry, but mostly some past experience to draw from. I am glad you enjoyed it so much! ♥


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