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Somehow,

I can feel you

through this silence.

Your mind reels, working out

how to manage your life,

your emotions,

in wonderment at mine,

at the ways I make you feel.

Somehow,

I lose track of myself

through this silence.

My mind reels, working out

how to manage my life,

my emotions,

in wonderment at all of you,

at the ways you make me feel.

Somehow,

we last, even

through this silence.

Our hearts, our minds, our lives

continue on in flux;

we are lost and return to each other,

impassioned,

emboldened;

our fears no match for the brazenness

of you-and-me,

of our touch,

of our gaze,

of our passion…

And, in that silence of togetherness,

All silence is shattered

By the eternal language

of

Silence.