Poem: Silence

The hum of insects going about their lives
the faint rustle of a breeze through the nettles
evening on the herepath is hushed
the loudest sound is suddenly that of our kissing
and we laugh, guilty as teenagers once more.

Copyright © 2018 Kim Whysall-Hammond

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