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#85 there is a small, unknown chamber in the hiding places of the heart that contains a tiny, locked box and this is what i found in mine
remember
that summer
when everything was new
and how from
our seperate rooms
we shared a wall
our headboards
only inches apart
yet so far away
and once
late in the night
you tapped three times
on the wall
and waited
and i tapped back
and waited
and like this we carried on
for hours
and in the morning
over the cereal we stirred aimlessly
we smiled silently
at our newfound
language of love
and how every night
after
we lay awake waiting
and it always came
then back and forth
we tapped everything out
and understood
without words
each other
then
one night
you tapped differently
three times
then silence
i tapped four
and there you were
and then you were gone
bhagiti 7.13.07 perrysburg, oh
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By Eric Wallack
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remember
that summer
when everything was new
and how from
our seperate rooms
we shared a wall
our headboards
only inches apart
yet so far away
and once
late in the night
you tapped three times
on the wall
and waited
and i tapped back
and waited
and like this we carried on
for hours
and in the morning
over the cereal we stirred aimlessly
we smiled silently
at our newfound
language of love
and how every night
after
we lay awake waiting
and it always came
then back and forth
we tapped everything out
and understood
without words
each other
then
one night
you tapped differently
three times
then silence
i tapped four
and there you were
and then you were gone
bhagiti 7.13.07 perrysburg, oh