I came to heed the warning of the sirens but I couldn't see past the flames of the flashing
lights and all the crowd dancing silently as the lyrics of the song in the music video played in
the background over me making everything around me quiet and the only way to see the
world was to read the body language of the bodies that sway back and forth with the beat
but I can't hear the music because my ears of hearing have gone deaf and the only sight of
hearing I can see are with my eyes who have become my hearing aids of sound and listening
with my heart instead of my ears but having your vision of sight and sound in the corner of
my eyes.
Can you ever contact me with a call or will I have to answer or decline before you call and
decide to leave a message but accept I am more a facetime communication kind of girl
because as much as I can hear your voice from the other end of line I much prefer to talk
face to face over the phone even though we can't find a hangout spot to meet up in person.
YOU ARE READING
The me to you, The me to her, The me to him, The me of you and me, in our dreams
PuisiMy love letters of poetry to you Was the last memory that became the start of the dream And the only voice that becomes reality is the one I write in my stories from my dreams of you.
