The music of one’s love is deaf and dumb
Curiously I once heard music
where there was none
this I perceived when
-two deaf and dumb,
young lovers were caught-up
in an all-embracing kiss.
After which they spoke in sign,
by so much implicit recollection-that
I myself; could clearly, understand
each phrase of intangible air
each semaphore!
Each nuance of elicit breath;
and whilst I silently stood, there…
I swear I saw their beauty
prelude in an almost; atmospheric light!
And oh, I'm sure the aurora-borealis
invoked my hearts delight!
To see that the music of one's
love is deaf and dumb,
but never is it blind
to the heart of its sum!
poem by Mark Heathcote
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