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Library... 2nd meeting
Silence is the meeting this
time around, but silence is golden.
Loudest noises come from the
rustling pages as she turns
and from the soft writing of my pen.
Funny how just one innocent glance
at you sparks another piece of writing,
another piece of me for the world 2 read.
Two feet separate us and yet
there is still more between us unknown.
Silence is this meeting & yet,
I hear her with just one look, a look
that causes silence to those weak,
stunning eyes that are indescribable.
Silences' silhouette is broken with whispers,
these are stolen moments shared and
although short lived, are enjoyed.
Thoughts cross my mind as I look at her, before
bumping my head on the wall, and as I look at
her laugh at me, these thoughts resurfaces stronger.
Tonight was worth every unspoken moment, worth each step to the
4th floor & each glance I stole of her... when she wasn't looking.
Silence spoke loud on this night
