for someone else

heart readied

words on paper

gently whisper

your mouth the piece

in which it speaks

your heart the author

intent grows softer

flow straight towards my ears

at a passing moment

cluttered silence near

for a second passes

and i realize

they were not for me to hear

shiver despair

cost of tears

as the snow gently rolls off my hair

to my shoulders

and i brush it off

as if the snow never descended

and a bird never sang

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