Tell me what you’re thinking, love
The thought that flits in your head like a dove
You squint at me trying to remember
Sometimes I’m Matt or husband or dad, never a stranger
Your pretty face shows me you’re struggling
Hesitating and stammering
Worried you won't say what you want
Relax dear and hold my hand, words are not Important
Watching your face, the spark in your eyes, the gentle line of your lips is all that’s necessary
More is revealed to me in silence than said with any verbose vocabulary
Noise is anxiety
Here quiet with you is serenity
The body is weak, the mind vulnerable
But our souls are both ethereal and tangible
Enriched with love
They rise over human strife to soar above
Apr 10
Apr 10, 2026 at 11:22 AM UTC
Tell me what you’re thinking, love
The thought that flits in your head like a dove
You squint at me trying to remember
Sometimes I’m Matt or husband or dad, never a stranger
Your pretty face shows me you’re struggling
Hesitating and stammering
Worried you won't say what you want
Relax dear and hold my hand, words are not Important
Watching your face, the spark in your eyes, the gentle line of your lips is all that’s necessary
More is revealed to me in silence than said with any verbose vocabulary
Noise is anxiety
Here quiet with you is serenity
The body is weak, the mind vulnerable
But our souls are both ethereal and tangible
Enriched with love
They rise over human strife to soar above
