Echoes.
Jan 17, 2017
1 min read
And then
I heard her voice.
I didn't even have to see
her face.
That sound,
it struck a chord
deep in my soul.
It will take me awhile
to calm the resulting vibrations,
the storm she aroused within me.
Her memory
echoes through my bones,
making me long
for the day
the strings that tie us together
finally give way
and my bones
fall silent.
But it seems,
for now,
the sound is still too bittersweet
to wish I wasn't
familiar with it.

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