Poetry Series: Comfortable Silence

It was your voice on the other end,

I could tell from the tone.

I called your name, and waited, but you kept silent.

Lost in your own thoughts.

I called you again, this time soliciting an affirming "yes… it's me."

And I went silent, even though I knew it was you on the phone.

I had to calm my racing heart,

Completely Expected that you would call,

In fact I have been waiting all day,

Yet When I saw your name on my cell,

My smile superseded my voice,

And ;

It was an event.

And back to that Comfortable Silence,

Back to that channeling love in silence.

"What are you thinking?" I usually ask.

And I would hear your smile in your voice,

When you would share your thoughts.

Before now, I would keep to myself,

Now I am bold, I speak of everything.

I speak of my mind, my heart, and my life.

And again when I need not a voice,

I find myself in the presence of your comfortable silence.

Waiting for my heart to talk to yours.

I am in love,

Head over heals,

And I am lucky.

Lucky to be able to have you with and without the silence.

Able to talk to you,

And be with you.

Sometimes we need to just be there,

None of us saying a word,

But your presence would make me feel safe.

You are me,

I trust me.

I would never be afraid,

I know I will always Make it.

In that sense you are me,

You are my mirror.

My comfortable silence,

When everyone around me is unable to placate me in their whirlwind of Talk.

You’re my safe haven,

That intruding factor unto our chaotic existence,

Unto our passionate sharing of beings.

Our comfortable silence.

Stay In Love,

Fearless