Cold Silence

Do not tell me you are listening when your heart is cold as stone and all passion is flown.

You sit as if yourself was in the room but I am as alone as one abandoned upon the frigid north sea.

I speak words to you that pass your hearing yet sustain like notes from the piano into eternity. 

One Comment Add yours

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s