A Deafening Silence

I was always so lonely when I was with you You spoke of the weather and other mundane realities yet I hung on to every word held helplessly captive by your voice And even now I’m solitary long after you've evaporated I have frequent and interesting conversations with others but it all seems empty I’d rather hear you speak of the weather - Vijayalakshmi Ramachandran 03/09/2006 Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

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