Sandi Jug

The Density Of The Dance

I have a filling that poems and songs will sounds in vain.
But the fear is hollow and my love is full.
And there is nothing can be done about it.

But I hear your voice looping all over my head.
Persisting, I can't stop it, you are rolling in my mind.
Breathing your voice, smelling your teeth,
baiting your nails, looking your face.

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