It is in the moments of silence

that our eyes dance to the beauty of it, 

where they follow each other to places we can’t see but only feel.

It is in the moments of silence 

that my hands rediscover every inch of your face, 

memorizes every detail of your silky skin.

It is in the moments of silence

that the smell of your hair hypnotizes my body and it feels so serene.

It is in the moments of silence

that our hips synch wanting more. 

It is in the moments of silence that my heart beats AM/FM

where all my intentions regenerate, knowing their fate, to manifest

where in a second I believe that we’ve reached a new place

a new journey ready to be explored, that seems to be so real, so sweet, 

so full of everything that we have yet to understand within reason.

Where the doubts become seeds that will grow into fruits that will answer our fears.

Where time becomes bitter to my exclusive happiness.

It is in the moments of silence… that I sorrow the days of endless words that made it to the tip of my tongue but then dissolved into the gray of our story.