the sound
listen well, you'll hear the sound fill the air when machines shut down and the day is done hear this song; it played every time you came each time you drew near here next to me there's nothing else that remains when the silence grows again when everything else fades except this sound it's not the mantra-drone nor a cacophone it's a single note that we both know listen well, you'll hear the sound fill the air when machines shut down and the day is done it is the love tune played long and sure the beat of the soul where I'm at home This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License