The Quiet Between Us
The world is quiet, a silent place,
no whispers drift, no footsteps race.
Laughter, music, words that flow,
are shadows only you can know.
I watch your lips, I read the care,
a fleeting glance, a lifted stare.
Sounds are strangers I only meet,
from meanings lingered in your heartbeat.
A bell may toll, a song may rise,
I cannot hear, or see their cries.
Confusion blooms, then slowly fades,
in gestures, smiles, and tender shades.
Though silence fills the empty space,
I find the world in your dear face.
For even when no sound is near,
connection speaks, and your loves clear.
By Janet Bosson
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