You are the vowels and I, consonants; <br />When was the word formed? <br />It must have, perhaps, in our first meet. <br />You are cotton and I, fire, <br />The gap between us hare-line, <br />Enough to prevent from sparking. <br />I do not want to be with you but in you; <br />I do not want you to be in me but with me. <br />You do not know what I feel of you <br />Nor have I courage to reveal it either. <br />Silence is the axe, the word was split. <br />11.11.2006<br /><br />Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/silence-is-the-axe/
