Sound of Your Face

I think it’s time,

to hear your voice,

It’s not up to me,

it’s not our choice.

 

Longing to hear loudly,

the sound of your face.

Washing waters stray,

singed leather & your lace.

 

When night swallows day,

you’re here with me now.

Somatic aether connection,

don’t ask me why or how.

 

 

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