Silence

I live in my silence,

Or..,

My silence lives in me..

We listen to each other

And just let ourselves to be..

She says something encrypted

To which, I am a li’l addicted,

Although, I don’t always understand

And she does give me a pretty hard hand.

I always keep on trying,

And she likes a lot, prying..

Observes me..observing her..

Likes it , for I am sure enough..

Sents me here ,

Sents me there..and I do go

I do sometimes feel a bit low,

She doesn’t care..pushes me on

To find, to learn and to go on

I keep coming back to her grace

As I am in love with her embrace..

And once again, I live in my silence..

Or..

She lives in me..