“He who does not understand your silence will probably not understand your words.”
― Elbert Hubbard
― Elbert Hubbard
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Evening unexpected, a happening unforeseen
Things
all new, before not a thought
Following
the wild road
Only
going where I don't plan
Beautiful
silence, the wind not whispering a thing
as
it plays with your hair.
Beautiful
silence, the moon quietly casting shadows
of
our hands dancing together
Beautiful
silence, the clouds a captive audience
to
our tryst by the sea.
Seeing
miracles as I let go
Holding
you close a myth is born
The
night still young with untapped energy
Laughter
unfolds, unprovoked and easy
Beautiful
silence, the wind not whispering a thing
as
it plays with your hair.
Beautiful
silence, the moon quietly casting shadows
of
our hands dancing together
Beautiful
silence, the clouds a captive audience
to
our tryst by the sea.
Reality
blurs into a dream
Thoughts
quiet now except for the pursuit
Good
things do happen, I take the chance

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