Unvoiced Says...

Sunken lights, they touch the sky,

Under a spell of the night to lie.

A piece of time was shared,

When sunset, your eyes glared.

It was made of a thousand blinks,

Appreciating every glimpse.

And just like that, you made it sound,

A conversation in silence found.

Acceptance means silence,

Refusal means the same.

Unsaid, whom voice could not frame,

So the silence, it became.

Leaping joy in happiness ablaze,

An admirer in solace.

None mouthed a word,

Jumps in cherer, is in his gaze.

The fabric of beauty still array,

Animated the zest says.

The youth of words is unbanishable play,

But again the silence is like colorful 'may's.