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Still I Didn'T Hear

"I haven't heard" (yet)
"really?"
"yes"
"Speak louder one more time?"
"yes"
"Have you heard now?"
I put my nose in her ear
the person standing
on the top of the mountain
in front could enough to hear it
I said. she quietly
"I haven't heard"
She put her reddened cheek
on my shoulder
she told
“I can't hear
no matter how loud you shout it.”
i thought for a while
"You want to keep listening?
such clouds enveloping the moon
she and i hold hands
smiling and whispering
"I love you honey" reciprocally.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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