The sound of silenceIn a haven reserved for death she lays
Breathing the remnants of air; The prior hours of melodic sighs
And suffocating in the moist lingerings of love.
Silence answers in a faithful whisper
An eternal note, a devoted companion
That awaits the stillness of her heart.
Her vision dances, blind from darkness
Waltzing through a kaleidoscope of jaded colours
Then Love; He glides behind her eyelids
Claiming her with the rapture of asphyxiation
Like orgasms past she exhales His name..
His name: Her secret: forever echoed in that silence.
My ImmortalThe shadow of who he used to be
Still lingers; a ghost in the night
swaying in a dance of memory
Of hours past that I held dear
Conducted by the scented candles
With his name carved into their waxen flesh.
Whispers of a life that inspired my dreams
Echoes of a heartbeat so pure, so true.
A silhouette of love that breathes only in darkness
In the slumberless void of my solitude.
I watch him weaving through my thoughts
Numberless sighs escape my lips
And my arms reach -hopeless- to pull him near
Only to embrace my wretched self in the dark.
I know him only when I am alone.
I keep him safe, untouched in my heart
The portraits I paint are dated two years
Of a man whose eyes sang lullabies
Whose pride was love, whose pain was loss
A man that taught me ultimate devotion.
His shadow beckons when the clock strikes three
And I follow him into the night
We stand again beneath the stars
His outline deep, kissed with moonlight
The rain gently begins to fall
And all his words my ears recall