Quiet

I don't feel any music tonight.

I just feel really quiet.

The kind of quiet that takes root in your stomach and builds a house there.

Quiet is good.

Quiet is what I need tonight.

I don't want noises and screams and colors.

I want quietness and greys and clouds.

I like the easiness that comes with my quiet mind.

My brain doesn't flutter or fizz.

It's fluid, and motions of gentleness.

My love is quiet. 

It is a flame in my fireplace that warms my face and hands.

Everything is so effortless.

Everything feels as if everything has been this way since the beginning.

I can agree with quiet love.

I can feel it, and taste how pure and clear it has finally become.

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a.griffiths57's picture

    like your version of

 

 

like your version of love, a good read this poem I enjoyed. Well written poem about your assurity of love.


 

 

http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57

theLittle's picture

thank you!

thank you!