Sitting in my boudoir
I sit in silence
And still
I can feel your touch
I can still feel your fingertips gently moving pressed against my Silhouette
As if they have mind of their own
Still I see your eyes
Looking down upon me
With such tranquility
I’ve never experienced before
Till now I never realized we were sitting in silence
Nothing said from our lips
But through the comfort of each others solace
So much was said
Not noticing
the music we played came to an end
We sat in silence
Still without you near
I can feel your chest rise and fall
Still I hear you breath
Alone now
Lying in stillness
And silence
deep in thought
Still
I count every day
Still
I account every hour
Still
I count every minute of every second
Till next
The moment we may share
More time
More stillness
To be wrapped in each other
Silent and still