to have empathy is to love

he listens for her words
she has not said
but  he hears
within the crevices
of their conversations
like echoes
at a cave’s mouth
whisper the secrets
of the earth
for he hears within
his thoughts
her irradiances fall
about her as she moves
between sentence and space
like snow slowly shaking
loose from the maples
they walk past
into their nights
(May 11, 2013)

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