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Poetry By: Tesseth

Thinking about someone waiting for a 'significant other' to call or come home after a fight. Or the 'significant other' has died...and this person is laying alone thinking that they hear all of the sounds that they used to hear when their 'significant other' called or came home at a certain time. Anyway---my summary's longer than the poem! oops.

Submitted:Mar 2, 2007    Reads: 307    Comments: 19    Likes: 1   

I think I hear
the phone ringing
---so softly, far away
I think I hear
the car pull up
---gravel crackling
on the driveway

I think I hear
keys at the lock
---knob turning, door opens
I think I hear
slow footsteps now
---coming from the kitchen

I think I hear
a soft, sweet voice
---but the words are unclear
I think I feel
a gentle touch
---I turn & look
but you're not here.


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