Sound Poem by Rebecca Stansfield

Sound



How is the substance made the,
L O V E, feeling-it for you,
of all amenity of feelings, I,
am bound to feel for you.

What is the how, the making of,
a wall built for us,
how do we knock it down,
in a silent toning sound.

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