The Empty Echoes of Silence

 

I'm disgusted by silence at times,
especially when it's hers.
I ask, then i eagerly listen for a reply,
But i'm to be answered by nothing..
Safe the empty echoes of silence...

I look at her face and i see a billion words
formed-
her brows, lips, eyes and nose--
each have a thousand stories to tell
...
My wandering mind runs
Off into the wild,
More inclined to think the worst than the worse
...
Worried, i perk my ears to listen...
But i hear nothing...
Safe the empty echoes of silence...