i do not wish that no silence lies between us; there must be those silences interlaced with our deep breaths as we meet. but when our silences cease to speak when they have told us all they can --in the space of a heartbeat or the entire span of creation when they have exhausted themselves then, i shall want words i would have them fall not gently or slowly but in great energetic torrents electrified with our passions for the words that pass between us are not the usual cacophony; they are music when words yours and mine crisscross.