The night is quiet...
There is no wind...
No moon...
Not even a cricket chirping can be heard...
Silence is king tonight...
So quiet I can hear my own thoughts...
I hear myself thinking of you...
Thinking of your smile, your eyes and your laughter...
It may be quiet outside...
But it is a carnival in my soul...
As it is anytime I think of you...
It is a good thing it is quiet in the neighborhood tonight...
It means no one can hear the happiness in my soul...
After all...
Thinking of you is my own celebration...
A daily one at that...