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Young Words From An Old Heart - 10. Chapter 10: Unheard
by bugeye
A hidden thing
But it turns my head
Unheard music
Bright as it is
Not lost
Just out of mind
Almost
Sometimes
And not a secret, either
It had it's day
Or two or three
What else to do with it?
It will not cease
It will not depart
It will not
Until I die
A companion now
Shadow light
Whispering
Always
This is best
A wild thing
Tame as flame
Ready to engulf
All those lies
Told to soothe the soul
No promise of passion
But cold fire
That takes
And never consumes
Meaningless and endless
But for
That unheard music
That thrills
Calling
To disparate desire
To inspire desperate
Joy
One moment nothing
Just ordinary
Then walks everything
And sings
With every step
That unheard music
Lifting
Up
That burden
Oh, to be a duet
And touch with every siren sigh
Together
The music is heard
Merging, gasping, joining
Eclipsing the limit of this
My lonely soul
I know not what I am talking about
What I am talking about
Knows me
I am talking about
Talking about
About
...
Yes, that
That unheard music
Is all I have ever known
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