As darkness falls between the sun and the moon
silently beautiful breaths dance with the night,
stars cover my fingers a I sleep
painting the darkness as they settle.
Between the darkness and the stars
silently beautiful eyes stare into others,
and the eyelashes share conversations with the pupils,
that rest within the silent irises.
In the middle of loving conversations
intricate thoughts make silently beautiful
comments into the quiet listening ears
that make the lips laugh.
Through the joyous laughter
silently beautiful hands communicate
with the embracing feet,
as they speak through their skin.
Along with those tender moments
the silently beautiful shallowing
of those final days whisper,
and tell their memories to the awaiting lovers.
And in the shallowing of those final days,
we shall escape through our own eyes
and lay asleep to dream away
the final moments of our love’s stay.