Everyday the great love

aches in whispers.

Deep within me

she sings in silence.

where silence

is'nt often stillness

but a war, a thousand battles all at the same time.

i experience you

in silent glances

watching the same play.

Stars crawl like spiders in the sky
Night hugs Madness like a sister to god 's brain
my soul funambulates on a silken thread
unperturbed, steady
saluting the world through unlooked windows.