Your voice spills out of the mouth
with no inclination of how it affects me.
Deep and resounding,
demanding my attention like an SOS.
I am the only one who can respond;
listening attentively to the vibrations within your throat,
though I have no words to say.
Silence is the medicine,
my ears are your remedy.
Nothing needs to be said,
just a heart that is willing
to knock on the door
of a broken man,
whose faint murmur
can be resuscitated
by my entrance in his chamber.
Thursday, July 1, 2010
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