The Shortest Poem I Know

The shortest poem I know is a name A face, an eye And a beautiful smile So pretty, angels fell It's the voice you never knew where it led, A higher place Only you are able to face A fight, A storm, An inexperienced love I still remember the nights I slept cold. begging. pleading. so that silence would be gone The sky, The dark, A beautiful fact You told me you love me And you fed me that A Fire, a place, The silence that fades A poem, A poet, A person that fades I still stay awake writing about you and deleting every take