without a tongue to tell

past has given way to a haunted present
filled with hoary ghosts of dead memories
as once-known people shamble nearby;

these old shades have more life now,
they were but distant in days before,
now they hover like lovers in my life
voiceless yearning things – they lean in
secrets to give without a tongue to tell

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