beat skipper

4 years 6 months and 7 days left

The night succumbs my sensitive ears

street noises, crowded people

the cricket’s sound

the moon beam, creating shadow of all sorts
oh love, see how nature dances for you

the cold breeze that freezes our flesh

the clashing of leaves that sounds like our pillows in bed

and the silence…

how I wish you were here 

so I would embrace you tightly,

 and we will not only listen to nature’s amazing night

but also to our breathing

I miss listening to your heart

and how it skips  a beat.