Background Noise

She sings.
She screams.
She cries,
fueled by my silence.

I think she hears it
and likely it scares her.
A quick breath before noise and...
I hear it. Then it's gone.

My lips are dried together
with listening and
I can't say enough
to quell her...

so I hang up
with a click
like a needle
gliding over smooth
silent melodies
sung softly in my mind.

[love art poetry ]