where silence lives
The spaces in between thoughts –
that’s where silence lives
or wisdom
or something I will never get to because my mind won’t stop filling with your eyes
or the memory of your whispers in my hair.
I try to get back to those spaces in between thoughts
but there is no more silences in my head.
Those spaces are filled with grains of sand and sea shells and sunsets
and the scent of coconut and sunshine.
The spaces in between thoughts –
that’s where you live so no one can find you and steal you
or force you into places accessible by day light.
I like you best in darkness and shadow
where my skin glows with the light with which you filled me
by the light of our bodies
and the stillness of our longing
I find you –
I find you in those spaces between thoughts
and desires –
for all I wanted and didn’t know I needed
in those silences between thoughts.
R. L. Elke
© Aug 5/17 prompt 6