Only Gaze A Little While

“The stars began to burn through the sheets of clouds, and there was a new voice which you slowly recognized as your own.” -M. Oliver

That is all

My friend, she walked the city
music in her mind
and dancing in her step.
A dark haired whirlwind
fearless of the metal grates
and streetlight streaking rain.

I caught her in the silence
a silken state of mind
muffled with the memories
of hollowness
and sound.
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