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Can you hear me



Can you hear me 

in the echoes of those 

ancient duststorms that 

wandered the prehistoric earth

Before the time, when

the mountain was lake

and you lay in arms


i have always been here

just beyond the corner 

of your eye flirting

with the edge of the mirror 


can you hear me

tapering through the stone

breathing ever so delicately, like the wind 

blowing through a slow delhi afternoon


i have always been here

a forgotten memory, held

hostage by a desprate love 

trying to call you over all this din


can you hear me

a vagarant song on loose lips 

sneaking around the world by hitching

 rides along with unsuspecting ruffians

feeding on scraps of love that you 

unwittingly throw away  


i have always been here

embedded in radio broadcasts and

sewn into silver midnight light

sending out SOSes through ripples of time


Can you hear me !!


please.








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