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No sound

On nights when she's away
I don't seem to care 
what the world has to say.
I hear everything, 
yet I hear nothing.
Crickets chirp, chirp
Faucets drip, drip
I can't seem to stop 
thinking of her lips.
The wind ROARS.
The night whispers.
I feel so alone 
when I'm not with her.
Frogs croak.
a horn goes off 
down the street.
I want to lay 
down with her 
and hear the 
Thump, Thump, Thump, 
of her heartbeat.

©SamHarty
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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