Just the two people sitting side by side
Can pluck the flowers of aspirations of the heart,
When there is not a thing from one another to hide
Bare their souls and rip it apart.
When voice is not emanating from the throat
It comes from within creating a soulful rendition,
When nobody utters a word and floats
Brimming are the eyes with only love-filled creation.
That is the communication in all and above
Thus speaks - the silence in love
