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sit and listen.

 
i.  
the colors are dark now
a sweet flickering  
from soft lighted windowsill candles
glow, off in the distance;  
catching my eye just right  
it's then-
those dancing twists of light  
are heartache perfect †

ii. †
fingers
absent in mind
tendril twirl
in repeated twirls; †
my custom-made afterthought
blinded, †
to an automatic action †
of such a soothe, †
that instigates to create †

iii. †
a hushed index finger
[pon nosetip]  
sit and listen
as breezes blow
of purest creation †
an absolute  
to write my known heart †
in raw and in all it's bold †
or maybe a waiting, †
a sort of inspired gold †
always, it's there.  
this poetic needing †
compounded I think, †
by tonight's silken wafting †
O'er these billowy breezes
is nature's ethereal speech  

so, my pen begins, †
just in time to seize it .  
 
 
 



Bluevelvete
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