Silence

'Tis the silence I found in your violence, My sane soul ponders this stillness, Brought under your silken token, My love for you is still unspoken, My dove you shine like the day of may, And I as worthless as hay, Slowly I mutter a flutter, a glimpse of joy I display to unveil the tail tamed by your beauty, Your silence is killing me whenever you fail to recall the knocks I placed on your heart, Without many; Over a few I paint a piece of Art, depicting the silence in your note. I spoke and You listened but why do you respond with silence after my confession, My darling lore indeed my dove you light my days bright, Other girls try to tame me but I give no sight, Your beauty flows like the wave on an ocean, Your spell indeed has me under imagination, 'Tis I speak with a whispering gesture to lure your ears into my blossom, Despite your silence your simile never denies my home, Still I wonder; I wonder how I lost your voice? This loneliness has made me feel so blue, Am nothing without you, Alas you spoke and poke my heart It would be a piece of cake.