I sit in silent,

Waiting,

Waiting for your echoes to scream across the sky,

Your presence made visible,

Blinding light that caresses the night sky,

And then I hear your voice,

Echoing trough my existence,

Scratching the debts of my soul,

And I knew you were here,

But I was not moved,

My will you could not break,

My presence fortified,

Withstanding your touch,

Shielded from your screams,

For you are nothing but a brief inconvenience,

A small moment where my world would be delayed,

And my fingers resting from singing keys,

But yet I you harness a set of beauty,

Dangerously captivating,

As I watched silent,

Waiting your screams.

Poetry


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