One

One voice
Out of all
The noise
Feels like home.

One voice
That comes from the throat
I long to kiss.

The heart
I long to embrace.

We speak to each other
And there is no distance.

No time elapsed
No change in the deep intimacy
That always marks
The wingbeat flutter
Of our converse.

I miss u.

  • Ash

One

Ashaquila

Joined January 2008

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Artist's Description

A poem of longing (aren’t they all?) for one long left behind in time and space.

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