In the dance of conversation,
Your words, a melody so sweet,
Yet your eyes, a silent hesitation,
A rhythm that skips a beat.
Your laughter, a warm invitation,
Yet your silence, a cold retreat,
A symphony of mixed signals,
A tune that's bittersweet.
Your touch, a soft affirmation,
Yet your distance, a quiet defeat,
A melody of uncertainty,
A rhythm incomplete.
Your smile, a bright illumination,
Yet your frown, a shadow discreet,
A symphony of confusion,
A tune that's hard to meet.
Yet in this dance of mixed signals,
A rhythm we somehow keep,
A melody of hope and fear,
A tune that runs so deep.
So we dance to the rhythm,
Of mixed signals, bittersweet,
A symphony of love and confusion,
A tune that's hard to beat.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Assorted Poems
Poesía"Assorted poems" by a single poet refers to a collection of poems written by the same poet but on different themes or subjects. Such a collection may contain poems of different styles, forms, and lengths, and may explore a wide range of emotions and...
