The silent love

And as the moon reflects on the tiny pond, and as the breeze kisses on your lonely face, the silent love sings a song that’s louder than the noisy roads.
 And as the world is too busy, so are we. 

That’s how the silence remains.
Is that ok? Is that fine? Can we get so high?

To read the mind 

To know that you don’t need to hide

Because you shine

Like the sun rises

And I hope, you’re mine.

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