Sighing Silence

Sighing for reprieve
and the draft is set apart
The silence that drifts
and the spaces that you sieve
Advents are the thieves
of restraint and spirit,
bothered as it goes –
Your paleness of a touch
as it passes him by
You're both silently fine

because words will snatch
all that you both enjoy
So wait like the silence,
under your eyes' wraps –
whatever you’re keen on

His truths're uptight
that your eyes will kill him
and bleed thankfully –

Sighing silence and
this's the best of who he is
and the sight of
the sunbeams and the rains
are nothing to your unruly hair
as he carries on,

You both watch with time
and he's parked himself
ahead of you, traveling with mirthful strangers,
And when it's all over
They gaze each other like they wish it,
ye, staring like they’re wishing