What am I to you?Sweet love,why do you look my way and stare at a simulation?You give me an answer to an unrelated question,and I start to question how we’ll ever find our way to each other,when reality has set us on conflicting paths.Divinely protected,I have rejected the way that things are.I saw you last…

Don’t talk tonight.Your soul has so much to say,so many tales to tell,but be still,be satisfied with the way the silence sits so close,holding us,like an old friend that found their way home.Don’t talk tonight.Don’t say a word that could disrupt our little world of intimate silence,sat together as the sun sets,no distractions, no destitution,no…