always the silence forms first
for the words must enter
somewhere if at all then
someone perhaps you or him
leans forward close to whisper
to him or you this once again
in desperate hope love’s enough
for silence to drown us within
from the flower still to come
each petal’s nascent unfolding
bends a world and being more
because your echo’s heard
a call for something other than
what I hear within my ear
(December 26, 2014)
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