drum beat

at night
when the windows are open
and the air is still
there is a silence
that calls to me
echoing from a distance
and I lean forward
straining
still

reaching out
to the last
plausible sound
miles from my door
that softly whispers
my name

so far from here
I say,
listen back for me
and follow the sound
that my heart makes
as its drum beat
keeps the melody
in rhythm
with the familiar chorus
in your mind
that refuses
to forget my song

© Copyright 2014 Melissa Leigh Clarke. All Rights Reserved.

About Melissa Leigh

I believe that every life is full of endless moments that help you, hurt your, change you, inspire you, and allow you to mold yourself into the best version of yourself that you can possibly be. Stories exist in all of us and need to be shared in order to grow.
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