Quiet

When all the noise
stops,
when the talking
and whispers
and screams cease,
I hear you.
Your voice floating
through me
like warm bathwater,
soothing the weight of words
I carry in my swollen hands.
When there is only silence,
your laugh
consumes me
like a fire eats the air.
Your fingers
graze my cheek,
a buzzing on the breeze,
and I hear you inside of me,
surrounding me,
burning me up
with your quiet.

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