Thin Wooden Walls

Woken by a silent cry

Lying on a shaky ground

But here I see just a smile

And nothing else all around

Ears pressed, muffled sounds

Hums and buzz going about

Touching with sleepy hands

Breathing slow near your heart

This evening will come to pass

We'll forget and leave behind

Sheets, pillows and tears

The night, deaf and blind

13Sep209 2:24am