Silence
I turn my face up like a waiting cup
Ready to catch beads of beam that falls
From your face turned downward to mine.
And between our distant thoughts, silence.
We, two black souls, face to distant face
And heart to heart beating near
Allow nothing to be corrected or erase
For truth needs no voice louder than love
I am not a child again
Nobody can manipulate my pain. I remain
Transfixed with adoration's eyes
Though the moon is only barren rock
The stars are only balls of gas
The moon shines in the spell of a star
And drink of silence
As diamonds melt into liquid of light still.
Still, earthless, silence implores silence.
Copyright © David Smalling | Year Posted 2012
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