Intimate Conversations Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Speechless conversations filtering
into the atmosphere of tomorrow.

A silence evaporating into thin air,
never being recognized by anyone.
Not even the person who's idea it was.

Interior callings personally waiting
for answers that will never be
forthcoming - not in this life - at
least, not yet.

Preparing many more feats of absolute
sorrow, never letting anything except
silence rule intimate conversations
of lover's in the darkened night of
desire.