Poem

Deep Love

They say,

don’t love too deeply.

How can I not,

when I feel as if I’ve been

loving you all my life.

They say,

don’t love too deeply.

How can I not,

when my love for you

surpasses the depth of my soul.

They say,

today, don’t love too deeply.

How can I not,

when yesterday, I’ve fell in love

with you and tomorrow

that love grew deeper.

They say,

don’t love too deeply.

How can I not,

when my love for you

runs deeper than the pain

you could possibly cause.

They say,

don’t love too deeply.

How can I not,

when all I know the depth of my

love for you,

is deeper than you and I could

ever imagine.

Silence

Does the silence
ever really become
comfortable
or does the silence
become worse?
Does the silence
ever really become
comfortable
or am I just
questioning everything
you’ve ever said,
during that
moment of comfortable
silence?
Does the silence
ever really become
comfortable
or is it just me,
preparing myself to
walk away?
If I’ve found love,
then why the silence?
Shouldn’t there be
constant conversation?