You sang to me
Your voice lingers
in the stillness of the air
and it travels
in the the quietness of the night
seeping through every inch of solitude
on a cloud of soft melody
that cuts through finely
and enters the cracks of my heart.

You sang to me
Your priceless expression
when you force your voice
out of your lungs
eyes closed and hands squeezed
as you mouth the lyrics
that matches the darkest secret
in your deepest jar of hearts

You sang to me
the walls heard you
as the meanings of every note
sank deep inside my soul
as it tries to decipher meanings
like a rubik's cube
twisting, turning, looking
into your cryptic eyes
for a sign.

You sang to me
that voice I shall never forget
the veins on your neck
as the song of despair
travels through your windpipes
will forever be scarred
in my memory
how it pops up searching for me
how it expands as your blood
searches for me in your head
how it flows indefinitely.

You sang to me
heaven awoke and hell broke loose
because I remember the songs
the choice
the timing
the kiss
the accentuated lyrics
the duet
the melodic waves of sounds
that completes the vagueness
of the room,
the darkness
of our hearts,
with an unbiased
yet unspoken
sets of words.

But you sang to me
and that was enough.