Neville

The Joy of Silence

The Joy of Silence

 

Sound words

heard

though barely

whispered ..

Quiet gently

broken

by a longing

scarcely

even touched ..

Then she

sighed and so

deeply ..

I thought that

maybe

she was dying ..

But she

only gasped

and urged me

continue,

for the sake of

both of us ..

Then hushed,

quite unselfishly ..