An Ardent Lover's Reverie

In the quiet creeping in of tomorrows and in the silent oozing of todays there breathe moments so mellow, so intimately yours and mine. Spoken words for us are not anymore of any use in these quiet hours of ours. We have no need for them for now. They have no place here in our silence. For in our silence, we feel, we know. We understand, we question better. We speak no longer with utterances. Rather, with the throbbing of our hearts. We don't need to open our eyes to see. For the flame of our faith shall guide us through dark caverns of doubt and fear to the neutral light of truth about ourselves. We grope for oneness of our hearts, through our hearts, within our hearts. For understanding in our ignorance. For strength in our own weakness. For sweet, sacred, whispered secrets smilingly shared by us, just between us. Secrets that are truly yours and mine in these moments that are truly ours, Love! .