Listening to the silence

Silence...
only the heart beating
is heard from the distance...
not yours...
the meaning
of existence
is your feelings
for that heart laying ahead,
in front of the sky curve,
on the path of the light,
which fled
from the unknown galaxy
to be preserved
at night...
trembling of the air
of the breathing
is whispering the music
you wear
tonight...
the melody of the heart beating
is unmuted
inside...


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