Sunday, November 28, 2010

In Conversation

You speak.
I listen.
Treasure hunting.
Scavenger style.
Searching tones.
Comparing inflection.
Spoken smiles.
Not peculiar.
Intriguingly particular.
Jokes touch the line.
Aware of their boundaries.
Carefully complimentary.
No juice.
No gas.
Possessing his warmth.
Kind enough to share.
Pick pocketing pieces.
Adulating.
Playing in the wind.
Hid his voice.
Perfectly placed it.
Cupping my eardrum.
My new lullaby.

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