orangegerberas
poetry. terse, whimsical vignettes of love and dubious remorse.
19 June 2012
Words
the words
I want to
say belong
in the dark
with my hand
on your heart –
as I listen to
it beat and
wait for the
vary in rhythm
to prove that
you heard me
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