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Poetry: Friendship & Soulmates
BROKEN MUSIC
by KIMBERLY ANGELONE

His deep sensitive eyes play my heartstrings like no other.

I look right through them and I can hear the music play.

I touch him with a love that is soft and wanting and rock him slowly….he barely notices and he is a big part of the peak.

I wait for a sign, any sign, but I will sooner grow gray hair and wrinkles.

I thought I saw traces of something once….but I was in deep, deep denial.

I cry with no tears and beg with my vulnerability and scream without a sound...he doesn’t even notice.

I know I have enough love to last us both a lifetime. But he laughs at me because he doesn't have a handle on it.

He motions me away like a gnat with his words and expressions.

My words and love fall on deaf ears, and I am broken.

 
 
 
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