Reverb

I heard you, 

as an echo..

and yet, 

I was so unaware of it.

An echo, 

in the still darkness.

I hear a beating.

Of your heart,

as unsure as my own.

Still,

Beating,

my own heart is so very 

hollow

 and it feels so cold.. 

Yet, you warm me. 

and I am not sore afraid.

You are

that indian on the plane.

Handsome and lonesome. 

A lone wolf. 

and I can envy you.

A Necessity.

That echo in the wind 

and an old whisper in a song..

The kind that I've known for years.

I can hear you

Speaking

and feeling,

Me.

You are

the echo of my own words

reflecting upon me,

and yet, 

I was so unaware.

Of

My own reflection,

if you will.

I am

cast before my own eyes.

 

As a mirror.

and you can finish my phrases.

and I can finish yours. 

I heard you in my heart

before you ever spoke your part.

What am I to do??

I feel I don't yet know you.