These, last moments are being created
Time, has demanded this
The inevitable moments of truth
The players are cast
The scene is set, silence encues.
Your cigarette smoke, and perfume contrast
Like sound and silence oppose
Yet. your silence says it all
Though words, scream to be shouted
No acting is needed
As your eyes devour, emty spaces
Your mouth, Tight lipped, is silent
Unaswerd questions, litter my mind
Blown, by the pain of your silence.