I LISTEN...

I listen…
To the heartbeat beating so fast
The reason is I don’t know
But what’s saying is “don’t want you to go:”.

I listen…
To the hum of the air
With your face and memories in my head
Remembering the time when we first met.

I listen…
To the voice of the tears
Tears of joy that I don’t want to be empty
But to mount as heavy as it can be.

I listen…
When your lips starts to murmur…
With your smile, and your cheeks
That serves an anchor to my soul,

I listen…
To the question of listening
The question of doubt and or guarantee,
“Does she listen, too?
Hope so…


By: Jordan Colt Aquino
Copyright © September 2007
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