What You Will Say Does Not Matter Anymore.....
WHAT you will say
does not matter anymore to me
you are
what matters to me
the winds come
and refreshes me
i am not listening
to its howls
the dogs bark
with so much noise
i mind the tail
that waggles for
my presence
you do not listen
to the sound of the spray
when the perfume
lands on your
neck
we do not care
in the same manner
the dying silence of the
night
neither do we notice
the idiosyncrasies of
our moans
we did what we did
we all moaned for nothing
but love
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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