Your silent heart
My loud my mind
Cursed life that's everyday
What's there in that heart?
I can here the pin drops
The force of the petal falls
Can here the cat paws
That prowls our home
But not your heart, not your mind
It's grenades on every Sunday
Oh Monday and allday
Occassionally tsar bomba
Explosions on Fridays
That leaves tremors
I seldom shake and you seldom see
Explosives in my mind
Rivals tranquility in your heart
Talk to me Talk to me
Damnit , snap at me
Brawl with me
Anything but the stillness
Move or twitch that face
Cues through eyes
or lip curves would do
What's there in that heart?
What's there in that mind?
Just let me in
Oh hush husband
If not now
Before my last legs
Before I forget my food,
My clothes and me
Eventually you
Just let me into
That silent heart.
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