Quiet contemplation

I find solace in silence
your voice though..
whispering
ringing
slowly seeping into my marrow
I breathe it's timbre
well knowing it will suffocate me
expanding in my mind
'till there's no more room for quiet contemplation
I feel violated
I feel loved

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Hidden away

Folded feelings stowed in musty closets.

nighttime sounds: an owl in a tree, wind rustling the remaining leaves gnarly branches, black against the moon the sweetest dreams, taking residence in my heart you & I an impossible possibility the sheets will not reveal my secrets

In silence

never would there evermore a song upon a breeze for music has forsaken us went lost among the trees now darkness has surrounded us and vanquished all the light in silence now we just await the visitor in the night

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