He was reading a poem,
in his serious deep voice
With closed eyes imagined his beard face
I didn't want to listen though he insisted

Ignored the meaning deliberately Focused only to his warm voice
How do I enjoy a poem sent by his love?
As a girl who gains nothing but rejection

He was drowned in the poem
suddenly his soothing voice cracked up
deep breathe along broken voice
made him a different person

I wonder, who is this guy
even a poem can makes him shattered
I am confused, how does he cry
Then why couldn't he react to my poems

I know, he wasn't cried but his love




© saku