In every beat of silence  
There is a moment of space  
Where we are hiding, just in case  
We loose our balance...  

In every tear of dispair  
There is a joy of chance  
When we are looking for romance,  
For floating through the air...  

In every woman’s heart  
There is a song and a dance  
Both safely kept from flagrance  
But, sometimes, shared apart...  

Silence becomes a poem  
Through dreams escaped of bounce  
Filling ourselves and anounce  
Our soul's love, just been stolen...  

- listening Selena – I could fall in love  
09.03.2016