Someone
Inside the caves of my heart
Lives someone I do not know
With unspoken word, starry eyes
She’s quiet, peaceful and smiling
And slow to open his mouth
He only peeps and watches
Through the glass windows
Of my unstable heart at leisure
Flapping her wings like a dove
To shadowy activities of beings
The words she stammers out
Are soothing and smooth
Choosing to talk only when
Deeds of beings are cool and calm
Like a lull in the Pacific Ocean
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