your jaw drops in surprise
while mine spills
and over and over
to voice this heart
that speaks so loudly
I can't hear myself think.
silence empties the hole that
holds these questions:
someone walks away;
someone stands still
I scream, Wait! not yet
not now there's more
but only the ghost of you
is there, the door ajar
and hope now a luxury,
alone I sit you sit
waiting for a miracle
.
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