The Knowing

Hush,

We talk too much.

There are words written on our bones

In a language that we cannot speak

Yet somehow still understand.

Sometimes I see them

Glowing from under your skin,

Lighting your eyes like lanterns.

Hush,

We talk too much.

Let this silence grow between us like orchids.

Hold my eyes in yours -

This is not romance and yet

It is like a kiss,

A secret,

A clasping of hands.

It is a foggy day

Where the lake and sky

Blend into each other so perfectly

You are reminded that most barriers

Are man made.

Hush,

We talk too much,

And yet still don’t say enough,

So let us leave our tongues

Slack in our mouths.

We both know

There are things we don’t know,

But at least

Let us know

Each other.