deciphering silence

you and i,

shielded by silence,

barred from ourselves,

inured against feelings,

exiled hearts,

building ramparts …

a berlin wall

that may fall,

so, my love,

lay your head

upon my chest,

and let my fingers

run through your hair,

lulling you gently

to rest,

life is far too short anyway,

to squander even a day,

so rest,

my loveliness,

rest,

and lay your head

upon my chest …

Our true Love

Neither wealth nor trinkets of gold, she shunned the two.

“I am whole, because you touch my soul, when I am with you”.

That was when we knew, this journey of ours,

this love,

was true …