quiet
early night
silence but
for fan cooling computer
and
the humming of your voice
the words as them you spoke
their practicality
rumbling emotional tonality
still in my head
we will talk later said you
yes
but what about?
the funeral of the father?
the future of the friendship?
the liens between the hearts?
sometimes methinks a siblings' kiss
a holding of hands
a meeting of eyes
a hug
would rumble less, would glow
so would you know the length of lives
to be so sure as to postpone
the quintessential between
you and me?
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