The Next Silence



I gather my thoughts
bending a little
away from the wind

that clears skies
from darkness of clouds
the air is gold

colored tiny speckles
dancing away a tip
a tap one tip more

fingers tapping with
closed eyes
a dance suspended

draw me closer
to your rhythm before
the next silence






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