In the depth of my solitude,
I can hear the noise of your silence.
The bloom of your longing,
I hear the skies, their whisper,
telling me you're gone.
I can feel the touch of your skin,
So biblical, so tender, most painful memory.
I can hear your words in this chaos of my soul,
The sorrow will be gone,
But you, my darling, you will never know.
Feb 20, 2017
Feb 20, 2017 at 11:13 AM UTC
In the depth of my solitude,
I can hear the noise of your silence.
The bloom of your longing,
I hear the skies, their whisper,
telling me you're gone.
I can feel the touch of your skin,
So biblical, so tender, most painful memory.
I can hear your words in this chaos of my soul,
The sorrow will be gone,
But you, my darling, you will never know.
