[i]for Nicole[/i]

she plays the piano
but tells me not to listen
and I write her poetry
which I tell her
she can’t read

this is all we are
two individual souls
in a mundane world
where we watch TV
from different chairs

and we are both
but understand
one another
just the same

this normalcy
of our interactions
balancing out our lives

but when she plays
all I hear is Mozart

and when she looks
at my words
all she sees is…

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