Check this out by two exceptional poets!
Attic window open on the night
a dim wash of light
as hinges creak
From the page, I raise my pen
is that your laugh, your voice I hear
blowing through the years
Is it you, is it real
or a song of the wind
it is you, is it real
Iām never sure
I see the miles of white tiles
that infinite airport floor
where you left me statuesque
our future time without a date
that never came
The shredding of our story
lost, somewhere in the night
amidst the terminal and the air
somehow I wanted to imagine more
that never was
Is it you, is it real
or a song of the wind
it is you, is it real
well, I never know
I checked my post
fifteen times this week
was that you I heard
addressing me with a howl
or aā¦
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Benjamin Grossman 
This is absolutely sublime šš¹
I thought so too! š
Beautiful!
Agreed! Thanks a lot! Hope you have a great August!
Love this my friend š¤
Thanks for sharing your thoughts! Hope you’re doing well! š¤
You’re always welcome my friend. All good with me – hope the same for you too šš¤
I absolutely loved it too Ben!
That’s great! I thought Tom (and Sirishty) did a fantastic job. He’s always trying something new.
Beautiful, I like to hear you, you have depth I must say you will shine come out on some shows, believe one day you’ll start your own show, blessings.