Your voice in my head
I've said it
BEfore
it's still true
I walked along the canal
tonight
you and I both know
I was there
to hear
You
sing
(underneath
the bridge)
all these interruptions
cruelly attempted
to divert my attention
from You
but
the water
has her way of calling me near
and when i listen
i can hear
some part of you
singing
in Italian
to lovebirds
perched
on long lost lips
and the bleeding together
of each of us
strewn
in many deserts
around the world
brought together
by the
water
which we all need
to live
your eyes
never met mine
but
I know
the sound of your voice
floats forever in my pending
surrender
Your Beloved
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