I like it when we’re together.
Did I say like up there?
I love it when we’re together,
We’d sit side by side,
Arms grazing each other with the littlest movement.
We’d look everywhere but beside,
Creating pictures only our minds can see.
Our breathing collides and creates it rhythm,
We say many words, our mouths won’t speak.
After time has gone,
You finally look my way,
You say “Where has your mind gone?”
I shake my head, maintaining the silence.
Saying nothing, sometimes says the most – Emily Dickenson