You talk not about your love, <br />For the greatest love <br />May envelop itself <br />In a lacy veil of serene secrecy. <br /> <br />You talk not about your love <br />Just look into my eyes <br />Silently, long <br />While the time resounds <br />And then recedes slowly <br />To distant shores of indigo seas <br />In my soul. <br /> <br />The wind carries quietly the clouds <br />No sound shatters the still of zephyr. <br />You talk not about your love <br />Only the heart throbs loudly. <br /> <br />Do you hear it? <br /> <br />A heavy bronze bell <br />Tolls involuntarily <br />In the placid interior <br />Of the sombre belfry <br /> <br />And the tower trembles <br />Soars in its immobility. <br /> <br />Elated, you and I walk wordlessly <br />In the deserted boulevard. <br /> <br />Like the snow of spring I melt <br />In your presence <br />While timid shadows <br />Of my dense vulnerability <br />Coagulate silently in the sunlight <br />Darkening the asphalt pavement <br />Of the afternoon street. <br /> <br />The wind carries quietly the clouds <br />No sound shatters the still of zephyr. <br />You talk not about your love <br />Though its flames burn my flesh. <br /> <br />Then the hours pass by <br />And wondrous stars flicker <br />In a magical night. <br /> <br />But now <br />I am alone in my room <br />Listening to a violin concerto <br />Of the Butterfly Lovers <br />A poignant story <br />Of eternal love <br /> <br />On a Compact Disc <br />That you gave me.<br /><br />Paul Hartal<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-silence-of-love/
