Let them hear me love you
Let the sound bleed under the door
And into the hall.
Let them all watch.
Let the form of our bodies broadcast
Through the television of our window.
We'll make music for the neighbors
And put on a silent film for everyone
Living across the road.
Let them hear and watch,
And we'll pay no mind to them.
There is only us.
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Higher Education
PoetryThere comes a point in every person's life where they must move on. I'm trying...by God I'm trying. And this is how I try. By moving on and moving out...to higher education. This is my third collection of poetry, each piece written when my mind and...
