SILENCE.

Silence feels a
lot like talking,
It can go on for
days and seem like love.

Love recognizes anxieties,
Also a flute song,
Some blooming beliefs,
A few things about myself,
May be few about my silences,
That silence runs
through my happy face.

You get in to it,
you can't get out of it,
AS if you have been robbed,
You search still for
A candle light in a dark room,
Wishing you hadn't been touched by
silence atall.