April 8, 2009

In Numbness, I Feel

Speech.
You may stop speaking,
indulge in whispering.
I'd still hear you,
your heart is screaming.


Movement.
You may stop running,
indulge in resting.
I'd still feel you,
your heart is beating.


Sight,
You may stop looking,
indulge in missing.
I'd still see you,
your heart is peeping.


Touch.
You may stop caressing,
indulge in numbing.
I'd still sense you,
your heart is feeling.


Love,
you may be in distance,
indulge in flaws.
I'd still see us.
As just like yours,
my heart has senses.




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