Silence

Melencholly repeat in your silence

I return again and again to a page that's bare

The sudden loss of your fancy

Could I convince myself I don't care

Instead I stare at the fingers

I stare blankly at hands

I stare at a silent visage

It's all I command

I damn myself for my interest

I damn my self alone

These goddman computers and websites

Instead of letters and phone

Your voice found its mark

Yet is something I have yet to hear

Your words plied from my breast

And splattered about on here

Never again shall I wander

For something so strongly desired

Until the next note my music silenced

Like the stroke of the pen in your hand

Reviews

[Liderien]

I longed too from word from a cerain person, but I found later there was good reason for the silence, and my spirits were lifted again...

[Tabitha t]

This is powerful indeed. I really like the part about computers verses letters.