Why are you not speaking?
Not saying what you’re thinking
Never expressing from the heart
Disregarding what is the truth?
I see you walking ‘round
Looking up and down
Standing still in the commotion
Swirling and speaking half-truths.
In the lies, where I reside
Beyond the fiction, behind
Conviction just left of fact,
I know you feel me in the abstract.
Singular in the dusky afterglow
Murmuring you’re my forever love
To a guarded heart, a rigid back,
Willing evermore to stand us still.