Thursday, July 17, 2014

Tatul Sonentz: SOUNDS

The sound
of disturbed silence
heard before you arrive
is my soaring heartbeat
and squeaky shadows
in fast retreat…
The beat
Of a racing heart
you hear as light sweeps
the room when you  are here
Is my very own answering
The rising rhythm of
Your own…
The moan
of silent solitude
after your departure
is my very own which
I alone can hear
when you are
……….. Tatul Sonentz

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