Different Sounds
so we sit
cup in hand
while the cd drones
oblivious to each other
but our feet tap in time
still that in common
always like this
always we two
different sounds
same heart
different worlds
same art
the table now cleared
coffee steams as
the lyrics fade
the only music left...
my fingers on the keys
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Jo Bien | Year Posted 2010
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