I write her name
in a borrowed book
whisper to the musty pages
"hello"
from the bottom of my lungs
the tippy top of the heart
a vibration
a pulse
just a whisper,
as soft and sweet
as I can
hello
hello-
a silent yellow page
doesn't rustle
I swear the smell
will haunt me forever
I'll never erase that name
and even if she tears out the page
the wind will have to whisper
or howl
goodbye
Mar 21, 2012
Mar 21, 2012 at 4:23 PM UTC
I write her name
in a borrowed book
whisper to the musty pages
"hello"
from the bottom of my lungs
the tippy top of the heart
a vibration
a pulse
just a whisper,
as soft and sweet
as I can
hello
hello-
a silent yellow page
doesn't rustle
I swear the smell
will haunt me forever
I'll never erase that name
and even if she tears out the page
the wind will have to whisper
or howl
goodbye
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