I LISTEN...

I listen�
To the heartbeat beating so fast
The reason is I don�t know
But what�s saying is �don�t want you to go:�.

I listen�
To the hum of the air
With your face and memories in my head
Remembering the time when we first met.

I listen�
To the voice of the tears
Tears of joy that I don�t want to be empty
But to mount as heavy as it can be.

I listen�
When your lips starts to murmur�
With your smile, and your cheeks
That serves an anchor to my soul,

I listen�
To the question of listening
The question of doubt and or guarantee,
�Does she listen, too?
Hope so�


By: Jordan Colt Aquino
Copyright � September 2007
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