Soundless noise in the light.
Around every corner, a pair of drifting eyes.
Speaking many different tongue, but I listen for just one.
Daring the speaker to unmute, using every possible tool.
No words have been heard.
No distance unyearned.
As for mistakes, only uneducated time is lost.
The darkness creeps up.
Still love will not talk.
Why must it shut me out?
I felt ever breath, each warm kiss and embrace.
Why won't it just open up?
Staring through the windows to love's soul.
Looking for gold, or riches of any hue.
Jumping back upon approach.
For now I know what not it told.
Startling discoveries must be kept silent.
I will tell you this, love won't be amiss.
If out to find it, you'll need to be equipped.
A sword, a shield, a suit of armour, a rifle, a knife or a bomb.
For the target is you and at the sounded blast,
A cherry bomb, it will rip straight apart your heart.
Rip right straight through and through.