The slammed door and the silence

The slammed door said I’m hurting.

The silence said I’m scared.

The walls between us listened

when no one seemed to care.

The portraits on the wall,

oh how they seemed stare,

where deep within night

the stars poured ever clear.

The door knob turned eventually

as silence did it’s head,

the sea between us parted and

the portraits went to bed.

While all the world was sleeping

with all their monsters fed,

the boy and girl slept soundly

no sooner had they met.

Where valleys lay and peaks do rise

Beams of light which dance on my wall

Aligned with the sun I know they’ll fall

Deep within my own hearts embrace

Like shadows cast I’ll leave not a trace

Where beauty fills the untrained mind

My love, my dear, sweet dew resigns

Each blade of grass from which we crawl

Is timeless, still, the moon does fall

Where valleys lay and peaks do rise

Is where my sight and yours align

And to the depths, the deepest sea

Like an anchor rests, my heart to thee