A quiet voice
My sister, soft countenance
While lost in thoughts
Of the far away and beautiful
Would sing as she would seem
Quiet, gently audible
And everything in the wake
As such waves of sound
Would be silent and listen, the
Whole story told,
There, to be found.

Away in the recesses of my mind
I feel you breathing
Loud and apparent

You can’t help but
Ware your emotions
Out in public

It’s the fatigue
Of life
Of all the little people.

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I miss quiet hours of
You reading, me laughing
And all the while our feet making
Seductive conversation under the table.

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