He speaks to her in dreams of words
Left over from a lifetime of silence.
He wants her to understand his fears
And how they’ve shaped his poetic eyes.
He worries that she’ll laugh and turn away
But she listens and asks for more.
And when he complies and speaks to her more
She hears behind the dreams more than words.
And she feels his spirit fly away
Only to soar back and hover in silence
Trying desperately to be real to her eyes
And to ignore the pain that comes from his fears.
But he has lived so long with the truth of his fears
That the pain doesn’t stab any more.
It’s more like a fog that blurred his eyes
And in the past made him stumble over words
So that he fell into the comfort of silence.
Until her listening took his quiet away.
And now that his dreams have found a way
To burst out in spite of his lonely fears
He no longer feels at ease in silence.
So he starts to give her his dreams even more–
Spilling out in his secret words
The images now breathing in her eyes.
And listening she begins to realize
That though some of his dreams slip away
Not held well in the shape of his words,
She knows she can ease his little boy fears
And convince him to dream even more
And to explore his own particular silence.
And he finds new dreams in his silence.
He touches them and lifts into their eyes.
He understands his voice is strong and even more
His visions will not startle and scatter away
Even when confronted with left over fears
Because she hears and understands his words.
He pauses and sees she hasn’t turned away,
Comfortable in the glow of his poetic eyes.
So he begins to sing to her in fresh dreams of words.