Silence is the music of his patience Accompanying his quiet waltz of wonder while walking to the edge my earth and back His silence is hot and smoldering hazardously healthy held between lips whose intense intentions leave little time to breathe I enjoy the momentary stillness of my tongue-tied; lying with its feet up resting against my teeth While my body is Beseeched Soundlessly under siege blind silence be the best eyes shuttered while bathing in his sunset A speechless haze washes over arching frames an unspoken hot summer's day turns into a midsummer night’s dream expanding without expounding Teaming with feeling deafening the percussive pounding I am an ochestra of trees in the forest falling following time changes given by my muted maestro who in dead silence devours any thoughts of "maybe" he love me "I feel Whole" notes are played in hushed tones that flow from our flesh In fluid repetitions he and I reflecting Recollecting silent echoes
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