Sing to Me

Sing to me. Your voice is sweet and heavy with sympathy. I can feel our hearts beating as one. You don’t often croon. When you do, it’s when you think no one is listening. The song slips out as a visceral response to the music around you. You understand the swell of emotion, the buoying tide which comes with each song. When we are alone and no one is listening and you think I am asleep, sing to me as you stroke my head. Lull me with your fragile song. I will not mock you. I will not laugh. I will listen to you as you sing me your love.

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