You in the Me

In the depths of each of us 

there exist things that are not translated into words 

There's a noise inside me which is awfully silent

not spoken through tongue

that settle in the soul and shines 

that's the glitter you find in my eyes

I crave for:

Warmth in the sunset

joy in the madness

art in the pragmatics

You in the Me.

You're the calmness of my heart and it's rage, all at once

Nothing haunts me like the things I don't say

Coz your love is such

neither was I kept a hostage, nor could I run away.