Welcome to my soul. Population you.
  • January 15th

    speech is flow. ears are microphones.

    hearts are drum beats
    ears are microphones
    mouths are caves
    that echo the will of our souls
    i wish to speak into your microphone
    the most tender of words
    that will come off my tongue like bone
    and our hearts will beat onto one rhythm
    and our mouths, two caves
    sound of sweet symphonies
    music notes with fine strokes
    surround us make beautiful music
    echoing love into two pairs of microphones.
    let me speak tenderly
    while you catch the rhythm of my heart beat.

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