Monday, January 11, 2010


On this side of the screen
I lip read and
Look for signs
I don't expect to see but
Oh, when it looks like your semaphore
Says, 'come to me'...

But then, you were just

And though I could swear that
Is a beckoning it
Could just be a wave.

Your smile is so friendly
I wish I could really
Hear what
You're saying.

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