Silence - XV

Transient love -
Sarts with a sigh
A moony look
Stars in the eyes
Feet not touching the ground
From one place to another -
Just floating by.
Warm silence
Yet so much spoken
Volumes - to remember by...

When the silence is comfortable
Know that time will fly.

Transient love
Ends with a sigh
A bitter look
Grief in the eyes
Feet that drag
Days that refuse to end
Cold silence
So much to be spoken
Yet quietly the week goes by...

When the silence becomes cold and unforgiving
Know, that the end is nigh.