Silence becomes you as you stare
At the girl who's never there
Darkness loves you as you lie
The purple trees and fire flies
The lights at night shine on you lips
I have the perfect words on fingertips
I trace your shadows, where you walked
I rewind your silent talks
I wrote this on the red brick walls
I carved this in the abandoned halls
I sit alone on the window sill
And you sit with me, silent still.
Silent still.
ReplyDeleteKilled me.
beautifully done.
ReplyDeletei thought silence was a cliche but you keep it alive here...
"I rewind your silent talks".... my favorite, or, you know, I wish I had come up with it:D
p.s. I wanted to breathe in between but there was no space:P