Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Quiet places


The small eager eyes of my dog are silent,
The trees rustling and moms walking with strollers are mute behind my window,
A fountain on the patio gurgles in a hushed tone,
the birds land soundlessly ,
Our eye contact is not physical,
just a look or a gaze,
an invisible force noiseless to an outsider,
But in my quite space it is loud,
Your glance in my direction shatters my peace,
All at once my brain starts to buzz in confusion,
You have disturbed my nest,
the silence is broken ,
My thoughts spill from my head and rush to discover their attacker
They stream from my eyes to scrutinize every crevice in your face
The slight crinkle starting to form on the side of your mouth
what does that mean
Tease me any longer and I guarantee it will sting
Dont mess with me
Let me enjoy my quiet place




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