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The silence is deafening, from the words you don’t speak They cut like a razor blade, into the folds of my heart I can’t even hear a pin drop Not the faintest whispering of your heart. I grasp at straws…
Watching the glimpses of their story flash before her as they move from one place to another, a place where they will no longer be visible the deep and profound hollowness of the bongos echoing through her her veins full…
What are summer nights But wanting to stay outdoors into the wee hours of the night Enjoying conversation and the silent sway of luscious tree branches and a faint background rustle of the leaves Walking barefoot along the canal, sandals…
I’m here and I’m not going anywhere but forward, with you I’m the man who can’t be moved I walked and walked, he said I walked forward but the palm of your hand escaped me I kept reaching my face…
still wrapped in the early morning’s deep slumber she walked into the somber space, the scent of fresh coffee circulating around her the familiar exchange of smiles against the peaceful early morning ambiance that comforting sense of his arm around…
