Lovers’ Silence

 

oscillating between our hearts

an ax of silence

cuts down slices of tension

until one of us

makes the first move.

we oppose pointlessly

cool butter pieces on hot toast

maybe I’ll give in first,

I usually do,

sometimes you do, too.

now we follow the rules

I sigh and you blink,

I try, you don’t mind,

we smile, yet no words,

new silence endorsed.

Photo by Maarten Deckers on Unsplash