Silent

I wish to write in my yellowed page

Of finger-speak, touch-speak; tastes, textures, smells, oh, they all speak

In ascending crescendos of accord

But words, they remain silent today

Far away in a land of could've been

Your heart beats to the rhythm of mine

A hundred violins linger on a note 

An ancient hymn comes alive

But words, they remain silent today

Eyes tell stories from lives beyond

Of broken wings, pride and regret but arms!

Your arms pronounce an incensed spell 

And my book of life has a fresh new page

But words, they remain silent today

So come lets weave a language together

Pauses, silences, glances, fingertips

Your body burnishing verses in a script 

Created by mystics, music, you and I

But words, let then remain silent today

When our book is full, I will walk around

And passing each library in town 

Ask each page the meaning of love

But just, now, for now, in the clouds above

Words, let them remain silent today