To the Way
I hear things.
From the tapping of the foot.
To the noise of breath.
From the beating of your heart.
to the silence of your death.
To the wind blowing in the air.
To the way you flip your hair.
To the sound of a stereo.
To the way you say, "I know."
To the way you say "I love you,"
To the way i say "I love you, too."
Copyright © Shannon Brose | Year Posted 2011
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