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Listening in Circles

by Britt Zimmerman

your name fits perfect
upon rose colored lips
resting there like baited breath
shimmering like morning dew

exhale your sound
sun shines down
and you are evaporation
fading in and fading out of atmosphere

to precipitation...

to fall upon deaf ears


Posted on 08/04/2002
Copyright © 2024 Britt Zimmerman

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Morgan D Hafele on 03/12/03 at 02:30 AM

awesome, i especially like the first stanza, and how it seems to come full circle with the last two lines. just awesome poem

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