Quiet Sounds
Beate Slettevoll Lech
Tick-tack of the clock on the wall
Buzzing from a tram somewhere
Barefoot tiptoe on the bathroom floor
Creeping back to bed knowing you'll be there
All the quiet sounds in the night
increase the silence between us
Lying awake side by side
Listening to the speechless
Sensing the nearness of you
Wondering how life can be true
Without you
The whiff from your breath out and in
Remembering your voice saying ""I love you""
The warmth from your bare-naked skin
that I can no longer touch. I've already lost you
