It's bloom,
no, not the flowers
It's your smile, warm
like the sun that lights
Swim through long wind
to the pores of my skin
I heard nothing, this hospital
hallway halfway quiet
Silence in my mouth, dull
tounge saddens me
It's not because I'm lonely
this pen and book cheers me
They let me write what I see,
tell you things I can't speak easily
Like the silence of the hallway of
this hospital or the warm smile
You bring it along the way
through your photograph ID
I made you a handwritten note
and left it on your front porch
It said nothing but simply saying
have a good day and good morning
As I walk away to the crossroads, walking,
keep asking how long is soon? waiting
for another time where we finally talking
