Love

quiet-slumber

 

Our silence is a gift, i treasure it.
In between our silences and our words – our thoughts travel.
They reach us, like the sunshine and the breeze and the rain.
I can hear you, I can hear you – when you think of me,
I can feel it when you clasp your hands longing to hold mine.
When you’re journeying the cities unexplored and explored
i revisit the city where i grew – not as a child but as a person.
Revisiting all the times you and I walked these streets together
When i gaze at the moon as if it were your face and smile
i know you’re smiling too.
Our silence is a gift –
In between our silences and our words – our thoughts travel.

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